A huff and a puff and a hoot for good measure …
the Donald acted offended.
Calm and collected …
and nothing suspected …
all playing out as intended.
Name calling and tantrums and facial expressions …
all just a clever First Act.
He plans for attention …
to turn up the tension …
the Vast System he plans to attack.
The Republicans came, all polished and groomed …
ready to enter the fray.
But Trump threw some curves …
hit all the rights nerves …
And they all slowly shuffled away.
Now here comes Hillary, established and sure …
thinking he’s only a twit.
He must be a quack …
a snap to attack …
a fat, easy target to hit.
But then comes the day, when Trump takes the key …
to open the box full of treasure.
It’s Hillary’s past …
’til November will last …
that Trump will unpack with great pleasure.
He’ll be presidential, no longer the act …
Hill loses ‘cuz she took the bait.
Trump bucks the herd …
stays true to his word …
and then makes America great.
(The Random Poet:082416
www.therandompoet.com)
(ALSO: See Trump the Clueless Narcissist Version)