Twas the night before
Inauguration, and up in the tower,
The Donald reflected on
his newfound power.
The conservative masses
had come out in force,
And delivered a victory
that would chart a new course.
The snowflakes were
shell-shocked with tears in their eyes,
The media lied to them .
. . What a surprise.
They had been promised a
Hillary win,
But the criminal Clinton
took one on the chin.
And though from all
corners celebrities flew,
They made no impression,
for they hadn’t a clue.
They talked about
climate, racism, and such,
And they made up good
stories . . But didn’t know much.
The fake news and
ignorance came at a cost,
And they can’t
understand all the reasons they lost.
They blame it on Comey
and Bernie and Vlad,
But fail to acknowledge
the one that was bad.
Yes, Hillary Clinton, in
many ways flawed,
Was her own biggest
hurdle toward getting the nod.
The campaign exposed her
corruptness and greed,
And her speeches were
punch-less as ten dollar weed.
So out in the streets
there arose such a clatter,
It was Soros-paid
protestors and Black Lives Matter.
With cities to pillage
and windows to smash,
They knew not the
issues, but needed the cash.
Eight years of Obama had
given them cause,
To expect a replacement
of their Santa Claus.
But soon the protestors
will feel the pain,
When the wheels fall off
of the old gravy train.
And now all the
snowflakes are riddled with fear,
Upset and offended by
things that they’ll hear.
The cocoa and crayons
will help for a while,
But fact-based opinions
will soon cramp their style.
I originally supported
anyone but Cruz,
In the end I would vote
for whoever they choose.
He may not have been my
first choice, but soon I would cede,
The one they call TRUMP
is the one that we NEED!
I saw him on TV in front
of a crowd,
He spoke about veterans,
it made me feel proud.
He spoke about energy,
safety, and jobs,
Taking this country back
from the Washington snobs.
He was dressed in
Armani, all tailored and neat,
And the Brunos he wore
made the outfit complete.
For a man of his
vintage, he seemed rather fit,
And he looked
presidential, I have to admit.
His eyes glowed like
embers, his smile was the best,
And his hair was the
color of my old hunting vest.
His love for this
country was on full display,
And his actions spoke
louder than his words could say.
He thanked all his
voters, and before he was gone,
Saved thousands of jobs
while Obama looked on.
The fate of this country
left nothing to chance,
So, he filled out his
cabinet weeks in advance.
The men he had chosen
were of the same mind,
Let’s set the bar high,
and not lead from behind.
He picked up his phone
as he rose from his seat,
With a flick of his
finger, he sent out this tweet;
“Now Mattis! Now Kelly!
Now Sessions and Pruitt!
On Perry! On Flynn,
You’re the ones who can do it.
Start lifting
restrictions and building the wall,
Now dash away! Dash
away! Dash away all!!”
The roar of his audience
rose from the stands,
He kissed all their
babies and shook all their hands.
He answered their
questions and calmed all their fears,
They knew it would be a
fantastic four years.
Then he jumped in his
limo, and off to his jet,
A fellow that Liberals
won’t soon forget.
He sent one more tweet
as the evening expired;
“Happy Inauguration to
all, AND OBAMA – YOU’RE FIRED!”
Source: Bruce Duncil, Guardian Colossus
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