Compassion? The man has got zero.
He’s neither a leader or hero.
With scruples so piddling
He doesn’t need fiddling
To be the American Nero.
Compassion? The man has got zero.
He’s neither a leader or hero.
With scruples so piddling
He doesn’t need fiddling
To be the American Nero.
Jack had the goods to convict him,
But then we Americans picked him.
And so we’ve resigned
From “justice is blind,”
Which no longer can be our dictum.
I thought that I might have a plan, Sir,
But now I find it’s not the answer.
I’d just stay a tight souse
While Trump’s in the White House,
But now I find drink causes cancer.
Trump has insulted us all,
So now we’ll be building a wall!
We’ll keep out the drugs
And political thugs
From Vancouver to Montreal!
Our Role Model’s getting his sentence,
And showing, of course, no repentance –
But proving, instead
That we still have a shred
Of lingering court independence.
As LA succumbs to the flame,
No sympathy: more of the same.
At this point it’s gruesome
To cast stones at Newsom,
But Don just loves someone to blame.
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Oh, Rudy – you aren’t exempt –
The judge has held you in contempt –
Once seen as oracular,
Your fall’s been spectacular.
I tell you, it makes me verklempt.
The judge has upheld the conviction,
But Donald will face no restriction.
He’ll simply walk free,
As would you and me.
(That is, of course, pure science fiction.)
Though it’s only less than a week,
The new year already looks bleak.
With terror unending
And MAGA ascending,
I think I’ll just stand still and shriek.