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And the Crowd Booed
The crowd saw him, the president,
With his sycophants clapping their hands;
Their images filled the stadium screen
High above the spectator stands.
Suddenly, one could hear,
Amidst the cheers and jeers of the crowd,
Familiar words: "Lock him up!"
One would think that Trump would be proud.
How he loves to hear those words
At all of his political rallies! Plus,
When he wants to encourage his fans
To blast his opponents, they do it thus.
Wait! Ah, but now it's different.
Someone who always behaves by whim
Can now experience how it feels
To have the words directed at HIM.
Considering all the damage he's caused,
Let's give credit where it's due:
Whether it's right, the man deserves
Every heckle, every boo.
Impeachment looms, but his removal
From office is not so likely, they say.
Still, Congress has the duty
To go through the process anyway.
In the meantime, while he watches
His reputation go up in flames,
Maybe the man seriously
Ought to avoid attending games.
-by Bob B (10-30-19)
With his sycophants clapping their hands;
Their images filled the stadium screen
High above the spectator stands.
Suddenly, one could hear,
Amidst the cheers and jeers of the crowd,
Familiar words: "Lock him up!"
One would think that Trump would be proud.
How he loves to hear those words
At all of his political rallies! Plus,
When he wants to encourage his fans
To blast his opponents, they do it thus.
Wait! Ah, but now it's different.
Someone who always behaves by whim
Can now experience how it feels
To have the words directed at HIM.
Considering all the damage he's caused,
Let's give credit where it's due:
Whether it's right, the man deserves
Every heckle, every boo.
Impeachment looms, but his removal
From office is not so likely, they say.
Still, Congress has the duty
To go through the process anyway.
In the meantime, while he watches
His reputation go up in flames,
Maybe the man seriously
Ought to avoid attending games.
-by Bob B (10-30-19)
