OUR QUARTERBACK HAS BEEN SACKED BY THE HEADLESS HORSEMAN

False promises and disinformation have taken their brutal tally
Still the ignoramus has been exalted holding a sickening rally
Being a childish nincompoop whining for acceptance so narcissistic
that he instills fear and creates dumb lackeys or goes absolutely ballistic.
We are pleading not truly complaining although we are truly justified
to wail like a desert coyote full of anguish and despair quite petrified.
Our citizens have fallen into the cellar with no foreseeable winning record.
Left in dismay totally abandoned as a global pandemic has occurred.
Seemingly unimpressed with his lack of virtues and creepy selfish behavior
We’re praying with Pastor Jesse Jackson for his enlightenment through our savior
The economic collapse has tormented the ruthless swine so capitalistic
Turning the clock in reverse to obtain abusiveness entirely feudalistic
One quarter of his holy bill lies in the hands of the vicious corporations
Addicted to a lack of critique while hungering for just admiration
Fumbling the snap regurgitating and blaring in the ear of the unheard
our quarterback has been sacked by the headless horseman. No word
has been spoken about his Ukrainian attempt for a special favor.
The great mayor of New York has disappeared into his sepulture.
Although nineteen years ago he was making many deals with Silverstein
he received much praise but nowadays his Lev has said he is malign.
His daddy spent time in Sing Sing with fake silver which ´wasn’t Sterling
as he read the Legend of Sleepy Hollow from New Yorker Washington Irving.
Melania is for our Prez his secret supermodel much like Katrina van Tassel
He’s feeling as odd as Ichabod being irritated with a thousand forms of hassle.
Twisted up and befuddled with his tendency to present the inexplicable
Underrating the warnings of Antonio which proclaimed the highly transmissible
would commence the surge leaving their New York as the worldwide epicenter.
Promptly the Comfort will be docked as the Hudson River will be entered.
Evidently insensitive to the passing of one fourth of his pool of genes
perishing from the Spanish Flu as no seraphim decided to intervene.
The search for masks and gowns with a combating sale of ventilators
have left all inhabitants running up and down the stairs instead of elevators.
Squeezing his lemons and sucking his vitamins hoping for his cherished immunity.
Being an egomaniac starving his jails and impoverished tenement community
Heartlessly fearful of the demise of his golf courses and personal hotels
Grimly endeavoring muck as his assistants are turning his oblivious carrousel
Desolately presenting his task force while being altogether ambiguous
Listening to a disarray of comments wondering if to believe the infamous
Posing for a picture devoid of physical distancing and giving each some plume
still not phased yet his presidency is wobbling and soon to reach its doom.