Tuesday, 25 April 2017

TRUMP: A POEM


He was our boy back in '16,
but then he tomahawked Assad.
Now, cucked, we want to vent our spleen
at this man who is just a bawd.

Putin is his pal no more,
China his grinning faithful friend,
suggests a troll can be a whore,
that Trumpster knows well how to bend.

Now his armada will return
with tail between its mighty legs.
Donny’s learned that nukes can burn.
He should have asked the vets in rags.


You can read more of Yankevich's poetry in 
Journey Late at Night: Poems & Translations

 

1 comment:

  1. We've been cucked! Trump didn't do the cucking, we cucked ourselves by believing the present system could be 'reformed', it can't.
    PA

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