Now, there might be a way
What a sales pitch!
Bombs away.
Two percent now five percent
War must be heaven sent
Watch the booty come flowing in
maga
With us we can win
knock them down
Build them up
We are here for you, your in luck
Thank you, thank you
Mr Trump
How can we ever repay?
I am certain we can find a way.
Now, to the nay sayers
What was first is now last
What's in a name!
He holds all the cards.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 25th, 2025 09:46
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Comments5
A political sense of humor in this poem. Very nicely done
Although written nicely with humour, the write holds a serious message, enjoyed the read
I miss you-know-who who sensibly left allegedly on a "two-week vacation" when the latest incumbent was inaugurated.
I miss him too!
The humor and the message are sharp. Great job! 🌹👏
Evidently world leaders are flocking to his throne.
Great write, man.
The Big Daddy
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