Bombast on Comcast!

Nooo!

     Have you no shame--men and women in charge

of programming? It's Trump, 24-7, and writ large!

 

From T.V. going on in the still-dark, slowly-lightening dawn,

till sun-up the following day, everything's Trump, the b*****d's always on!

 

To the vocal metronome of chia-head's rants and raves,

the world keeps turning...he's getting all the attention that he craves.

 

We all bow down to his all-powerful and ceaseless force,

so I turn the channel, but who's on? Of fricking course,

 

that cult of self-promotion--the big-hands dude himself. Near

as I can figure, it grows hour after hour, day after day, month upon year,

 

it grows to a gigantic crescendo, then just when you thinks

it can't possibly get more obnoxious, it's back, and your heart sinks,

 

cause it's relentless driving beat will drive you mad,

like an unwritten Poe story, 'The Tell-Tale Heart of Bad'!