Have You Ever Seen a Trumpalaprank?

Have you ever seen a Trumpalaprank

With its piercing, beady eyes

And its HUGE plume or fiery crest

That reaches to the skies?

 

It viciously spews both fire and venom

In every known direction.

When it lashes out, its victims

Must scurry for protection.

 

It's known to inhabit lofty places

To better its chances for attack.

When it strikes with relentless force,

You'll hear a resounding thwack.

 

It feasts on ignorance, anger, and fear

With gluttonous desire.

Then it belches with pompous pride

A potent, hellish fire.

 

To stir up support, it uses tactics

To hypnotize the unwary,

Who then become its fawning slaves

In a speed and manner that's scary.

 

Routing out the vulnerable ones--

Which it does with devious delight--

It stirs up annoyance, distrust and enmity

And watches heads spin with fright.

 

It fraternizes with Palinofarces,

Which makes it all the more frightening.

They drown each other out with their chatter--

A far cry from enlightening.

 

Two heroes can help subdue

The merciless Trumpalaprank:

Education and Compassionate Thought

Can counter its smugness and swank.

 

Seek out those heroes now,

For danger and destruction are rife.

If you encounter the Trumpalaprank

In the meantime, run for your life!

 

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