Tuesday, February 7, 2017

A Poem from Bob

Ode to the Chosen One.

Humpty Trumpty perched on his wall
Led this country to take a great fall.

All Trumpty's sycophants and his disturbed mind
Led us all as though were blind.

Humpty Trumpty from his high wall
Could not see reality, no not at all.

To Humpty Trumpty he was the King
Not letting our freedom bell ring.

Trumpty's “Alternative Facts”, also called lies,
Dishonor to his country he supplies.

Author: Robert Tuchel


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