Republican Party Dirge – a poem
Trump rhetoric’s filled with big lies
When caught he backs up and denies.
He thinks he can win
With chutzpah and spin
And scapegoats to hate and despise.
Republicans are feeling sick —
Not endorsing their party’s pick.
They know he can’t win;
There’s no way to spin
His rants more and more lunatic.
They stuck way too long with this knave.
The Party’s too far gone to save.
Now it’s said often
Trump’s nailing the coffin
And digging his own Party’s grave.
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Diane de Anda
Diane de Anda is a third generation Latina and retired UCLA professor. Tired of cranking out technical articles in a "publish or perish" atmosphere, she now spends most of her time writing adult fiction, children's books, parody, and satire. Her weapon of choice is the limerick, aimed with humor and a touch of malice at society's icons, celebrities, politicians, and other irritating folk.
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