Limericks with an Edge
There now is a man named Trump
Who sent us into a slump
He killed off a bunch
While eating his lunch
And slapping his whore on the rump
King Trump rules nobodies with glee.
"There's nobody else," says he.
I'm the somebody you love,
I came down from above,
When God gave the apple to thee.
Washington is all atwitter,
As Trump sits on the white shitter
"I'm better than all,
I never will fall,
All my losers will vote for this quitter."
"Trump DEATH" is what they should call it.
This virus hits hard in the wallet.
The Senate won't budge,
They hold a huge grudge,
As voters to graves do crawl it.
Barry G. Wick