Did not write today
I was at a loss for words
not a thing to say
can be sung to the tune of a traditional Scottish folk song about restoring a king during Jacobean times.
Con Donnie lies over the ocean
He lies wherever he goes
He lies about his friendships
With people that we call our foes
(Chorus repeats after each verse.)
Don’t lie oh don’t lie, Con Donnie don’t lie to me, to me
Don’t lie oh don’t lie, Con Donnie don’t lie to me.
His Pinocchio nose gets longer
Each time that he starts to speak
His lips, when he tells a new whopper
Take on the shape of a beak
He eats cans of worms for his breakfast
He gobbles down bowls of untruth
He shuns accountability
He’s done it since he was a youth.
His lies are all propaganda
His base sucks-up it all
Mostly he lies about building
A thing that he calls a wall
He told us that Mexico would pay for
construction down on the line
He’s Feeding his vanity and ego
With dough that was once yours and mine
It lies each time that he opens
The hole in his face that’s a mouth
Claims he’s making America great again
When in fact it’s all going south
He lies when he speaks without knowing
That what he just said is untrue
His fantasy thoughts are his reality
Which he fishes from out of the blue
Short on facts has become his trademark
Alternative ones are his choice
And all of those who surround him
Repeat his lies with one voice.
The con claims the art of the deal
But that’s a myth to make him sound tough
His art is to play the big bully
But to leave when the going gets rough
What a con, what a con is our Donnie
Snake oil is what he likes to sell
Mendacious claims come daily
The only words that he can tell
He lies about the lies that he’s uttered
Says things like “I never said that”
Seems he pulls most of his lies
From out of his MAGA red hat.
He cheats when he out on the golf course
Claims championships that he’s won
Truth is he was out there playing
All alone by himself in the sun
He claims he’s a vibrant young man
But he’s unable to see the jokes
Everyone knows that he’s a dotard*
As usual he claims it’s a hoax.
Bill Barr is his new legal beagle
who pooped on the Rose Garden lawn
Covering up misdeeds and wrongdoings
The AG is Con Donnie’s pawn
2020 elections are coming
Will it be a happy farewell?
Will it be lights-out for con Donnie?
And our country saved by the bell.
* Dotard: The Urban Dictionary defines dotard as follows:
A cross species between an Orangutan and an Oompa Loompa. The Dotard is usually bred in captivity by wealthy families that wish to pass on their inheritance without having to raise an actual human. There are many similarities to a human, but you can usually tell the difference by their unique orange skin and hair.
Recently, I have purposely made an effort to stay away from all things Trump, simply because I find everything thing about him to be stressful. However, yesterday morning I made an exception to watch and listen to the testimony given my Michael Cohen before the Congressional oversight committee.
Without belaboring what was said etc., I came to the conclusion that we no longer have a two-party system called Democrats (DFL) and Republicans (GOP). Instead we have Democrats and what appears to be The Rabid Junk-yard Dogs (RJD).
The gang -of-four: namely, Meadows, Jordan. Hice and Higgins are disgraceful representatives of our legislature. What an angry, vicious and generally nasty people they are. We deserve better.