Mitch McConnell/Trump Dance of Death

A Rex Walketh about
Like a roaring lion
Devouring the Capitol
Causing disgrace

Swinging among tweets
Hopscotching over a turtle
The Rex comments on its own
Gigantic head
Woefully short arms
Ineffectual hunting skills
Beady dead eyes waiting for the end of the world

The turtle’s shadow dwarfs a now mighty carcass
Waiting to be unseen
For the inevitable to transpire

Everything seemed cleansed already
As scalpels were removed and stethoscopes sheathed
The turtle smiled in satisfaction as its green skin
Flowed from cavity to cavity
Hidden by fiscal grace
And messages from eternal fire


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