The Party Crashers
It's going to be a birthday bash,
attended
by nouveau White House trash
Faux-ning praise to one who's 80
the cankle man
the world does hatey.
Amongst the guests who show
their face
Four horsemen ride
"Make way, give space!"
Thunder, lightning and
Stephen Miller
It looks to become an
apocalyptic thriller!
Sweltering heat with a
side order of bugs.
Karma's come to
enrage the thugs
Oiled up men inside
a cage
A mass of elephants
outside the stage
As people starve
the grifters drool
$14 mil to paint
the algae filled
Reflecting pool.
One day we will
All celebrate
the flying finger
of fickled fate.
Not today
Unless......
You know what
Lightning strikes a
wicked blow
A zap, three strikes
right in the butt.
The perfect spot
right in the keister
All Hail
the hail, the wind, the wrath
Nature's mother of a Nor' easter.
I raise my finger and
give a toast
If Satan's come a knockin'
A flaming Cheeto is
one hell of a roast.
Cancel the pomp
And
Drain the swamp!

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