Bogus Bogey
By: Charles Giuliano - Nov 28, 2020
Bogus Bogey
Reporter asked a question
It’s his job
Not an easy one
Interviewing Pinnochio
His nose a thing of wonder
Perch for migrating birds
Nesting in the Rose Garden
Liar Liar Pants on Fire
The man who would be king
Enraged he said
With dragon breath
Lethal flame thrower
Quite out of his head
Don’t talk to me that way
You’re a lightweight
I’m the President of the United States
Don’t ever talk to the President that way
What can we say
He who shows no respect
Gets none in return
The endless insults
Nobody is spared
Media to military
Not just occasional fibs
Deranged ad libs
Everyone trips up
Never right all the time
To err is human
When he lies
Incredible whoppers
People die
Such a vile creature
Crud of contempt
Nobody’s exempt
Lashing out zingers
Loved by the base
All over the place
How low can you go
Base indeed
As in rock bottom
Making America Hate Again
Worn by mad hatters
Enablers and inflators
Racist deviators
Last days in power
Rage and horror
Pity the people
White House ablaze
A fog of war
Crazed purple haze
I’m the President
He says till the end
Ever more desperate
Stubborn disbelief
The people decided
Good grief
You’re fired
Petulant pathetic loser
Not fake news
Dragged off like Pinnochio
The wooden puppet
Who never ever
Became a real boy
Hail to the thief
Asylum seeker
Island hopper
Man without a country
Where fallen dictators
Spend final days
As in Shakespeare’s plays
A horse, a horse
Mar y Lago for a horse
At the very least
A golf course