Monday, June 5, 2023

Bad Poetry: A Poem for Ron DeSantis

 

With one pudding-stained finger

Meatball Ron picks his nose

And stares at his audience with contempt.

He is a strong man,

Five-foot nothing in white boots,

With the charisma of a pile

Of flaming shit.

Give Ron money; he deserves it

For punching down at trans kids,

For attacking libraries and banning books,

For going after Mickey-Mouse

And the Woke Mind Virus.

Every time he opens his mouth,

I keep hoping someone 

Will put their fist in it.

Thankfully, DeSanctimonious

is pretty good at choking

On his own meat.

Surely we can do better

Than Dipshit Don and Meatball Ron?

Fuck, who am I kidding?

This is America, baby.

There's always a moron

Waiting in the wings.

Just remember, fascists

They'll come for you

When they're done with everyone else.

 

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