Suess

 HOW THE TRUMP STOLE AMERICA
• By John Pavlovitz
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• In a land where the states are united, they claim,
• in a sky-scraping tower adorned with his name,
• lived a terrible, horrible, devious chump,
• the bright orange miscreant known as the Trump.
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• This Trump he was mean, such a mean little man,
• with the tiniest heart and two tinier hands,
• and a thin set of lips etched in permanent curl,
• and a sneer and a scowl and contempt for the world.
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• He looked down from his perch and he grinned ear to ear,
• and he thought, “I could steal the election this year!
• It’d be rather simple, it’s so easily won,
• I’ll just make them believe that their best days are done!
• Yes, I’ll make them believe that it’s all gone to Hell,
• and I’ll be Jerk Messiah and their souls they will sell.
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• And I’ll use lots of words disconnected from truth,
• but I’ll say them with style so they won’t ask for proof.
• I’ll toss out random platitudes, phrases, and such,
• They’re so raised on fake news that it won’t matter much!
• They won’t question the how to, the what, why, or when,
• I will make their America great once again!”
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• The Trump told them to fear, they should fear he would say,
• “They’ve all come for your jobs, they’ll all take them away.
• You should fear every Muslim and Mexican too,
• every brown, black, and tan one, everyone who votes blue.”
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• And he fooled all the Christians, he fooled them indeed,
• He just trotted out Jesus, that’s all Jesus folk need. 
• And celebrity preachers they all crowned him as king,
• Tripping over themselves just to kiss the Trump’s ring.
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• And he spoke only lies just as if they were true,
• Until they believed all of those lies were true too.
• He repeated and Tweeted and he blustered and spit,
• And he mislead and fibbed—and he just made up sh*t.
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• And the media laughed but they printed each line,
• thinking “He’ll never will win, in the end we’ll be fine.”
• So they chased every headline, bold typed every claim,
• ‘Till the fake news and real news they looked just the same.
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• And the scared folk who listened, they devoured each word,
• Yes, they ate it all up every word that they heard,
• petrified that their freedom was under attack,
• trusting Trump he would take their America back.
• From the gays and from ISIS, he’d take it all back,
• Take it back from the Democrats, fat cats, and blacks.
• And so hook, line, and sinker they all took the bait,
• all his lies about making America great.
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• Now the Pant-suited One she was smart and prepared,
• she was brilliant and steady but none of them cared,
• no they cared not to see all the work that she’d done,
• or the fact they the Trump had not yet done thing one.
• They could only shout “Emails!”, yes “Emails!” they’d shout,
• because Fox News had told them—and Fox News had clout. 
• And the Pant-suited One she was slandered no end,
• and a lie became truth she could never defend.
• And the Trump watched it all go according to plan—
• a strong woman eclipsed by an insecure man.
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• And November the 8th arrived, finally it came,
• like a slow-moving storm but it came just the same.
• And Tuesday became Wednesday as those days will do,
• And the night turned to morning and the nightmare came true,
• With millions of non-voters still in their beds,
• Yes, the Trump he had done it, just like he had said.
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• And the Trumpers they trumped, how they trumped when he won,
• All the racists and bigots; deplorable ones,
• they crawled out from the woodwork, came out to raise Hell, 
• they came out to be hateful and hurtful as well.
• With slurs and with road signs, with spray paint and Tweets,
• with death threats to neighbors and taunts on the street. 
• And the grossest of grossness they hurled on their peers,
• while the Trump he said zilch—for the first time in years.
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• But he Tweeted at Hamilton, he Tweeted the Times,
• And he trolled Alec Baldwin a few hundred times,
• and he pouted a pout like a petulant kid,
• thinking this is what Presidents actually did,
• thinking he could still be a perpetual jerk,
• terrified to learn he had to actually work,
• work for every American, not just for a few,
• not just for the white ones—there was much more to do.
• He now worked for the Muslims and Mexicans too,
• for the brown, black, and tan ones, and the ones who vote blue.
• They were all now his bosses, now they all had a say,
• and those nasty pant-suited ones were here to stay.
• And the Trump he soon realized that he didn’t win,
• He had gotten the thing—and the thing now had him.
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• And it turned out the Trump was a little too late,
• for America was already more than quite great,
• not because of the sameness, the opposite’s true, 
• It’s greatness far more than just red, white, and blue,
• It’s straight, gay, and female—it’s Gentile and Jew,
• It’s Transgender and Christian and Atheist too.
• It’s Asians, Caucasians of every kind,
• The disabled and abled, the deaf and the blind,
• It’s immigrants, Muslims, and brave refugees,
• It’s Liberals with bleeding hearts fixed to their sleeves.
• And we are all staying, we’re staying right here,
• and we’ll be the great bane of the Trump for four years.
• And we’ll be twice as loud as the loudness of hate,
• be the greatness that makes our America great.
• And the Trump’s loudest boasts they won’t ever obscure,
• over two million more of us—voted for her.