He stood at the lectern, mighty and proud,
Blond wig flowing Voice waxing loud.
Like a breath of fresh air in a smoke filled room,
His demeanor spoke with no thought of doom
His laughing eyes and Cheshire grin
A collective sigh that sequestered din
Fingers poking holes in the sky,
This dude too was anything but shy.
He picked a foe like government men,
Chastened them thoroughly to the end.
With them he was far more than just tepid
He Called them out as moronic and stupid
He continued to step up his now famous rhetoric
Which caused his numbers to wax Meteoric
There was immigration Iran and Putan
There were polls like The Times and Rasmussen
Then in anger he changed his focus,
Bashing his boogies with renewed hocus pocus.
There was economics, healthcare and jobs,
Too small wages and of fraud there was gobs
He’d solve the problem of massive Immigration
Using his powers of expansive imagination
He had all the answers there was no doubt,
The voters you know should give him the clout
But in the end as we would see the same old things would always be.