Update Nov 9, 2016: WOW. Sorry, America, we didn’t do our jobs well enough. But the youth will prevail. Eventually.
Believe me, people are saying this is the best poem ever and it’s already winning all the greatest awards. There is nobody who respects poetry more than I do and what you’re about to read proves that tremendously.
This goes a lot better spoken than written because you’ve got to get the rhythm right, but I’ve been procrastinating on recording it so here we go. Note: I wrote this in just a few minutes after the 3rd debate (inspired by the work of Poem For Your Sprog), then added/edited for a few minutes before deciding to post it.
He goes by Trump, a tremendous grump Bigly afraid to lose So when you vote please not by rote It’s important who you choose Bigotry, misogyny “Locker room talk!” some seem to think But when he says, “grab their pussy” It sends us to the brink “Don’t be so sensitive! It’s just a joke!” But no, that won’t explain it The truth is he’s just no good People are saying, “a piece of shit” Political correctness is not the problem Another tired old argument You don’t decide what hurts whom You intellectual adolescent Peaceful transition is beyond his comprehension The temperament of a child “Of course I’ll accept the results … if I win!” And his crowd, of course, went wild But don’t you see, our democracy is not yours to define What you believe is an autocracy with a side of whine It’s almost time, we’ve come to this The end is ever closer As if it could be any other way I say “Of course I’m with her!”