Play the Tapes, Omarosa!

Play the Tapes, Omarosa!

A Poem by Bob B

Play the tapes, Omarosa!

It's sad to think they're necessary,

But times like these require that we

Think out of the ordinary.

 

When White House stories change daily,

And the president cannot be trusted

To say the truth, how does one ever

Cope with a leader so maladjusted?

 

Play the tapes! Let us hear--

From the horse's mouth, so to speak--

How the Trump administration

Reveals the damage that it can wreak.

 

"Vengeance is mine!" saith Donald Trump.

With his usual tit for tat,

He'll pursue his critics with

The fervor of an autocrat.

 

Calling you a "lowlife," a "dog,"

He demonstrates his verbal finesse

By finding pejorative words and expressions

That for him are hard to suppress.

 

Whether YOUR words, Omarosa,

Have more credibility than his,

Anybody who sees through Trump

Knows who the real lowlife is.

 

-by Bob B (8-14-18)

© 2018 Bob B


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