THROUGH THE EYES OF A LOOKING GLASS

What are your eyes clarifying with their totally meaningless gaze?
Maybe rational thoughts are hiding in your despotic dictator’s phase.
The man has decided to cease with the wearing of his orange powder
as his status as Messiah has been tarnished with brainwashed doubters.
Departed are the hardcore seditionists who are gladly pointing their fingers
claiming they were hoodwinked with the Three King’s homely humdinger.
The foot soldiers truly believed deep down your ballots were fudged
and understood all your grievances about rigging were falsely judged.
Exoneration is a falsehood as Engoron has built his case on guilt
and playing pinball with your balls escaping brings a torrid tilt.
January your favorite month will be finalizing authoress E. Jean
with her new dark glasses shining creating an amiable scene.
Using high scrutiny your obstruction of the sensitive documents
will bring Aileen to her knees without a tentative compliment.
Blustering and raging over the special counsel has brought a gag
setting a muzzle on the comments from the mouth of a scallywag.
Seriously speaking, have you looked into your contorted looking glass?
If it doesn’t shatter this is because you are an infidel so evilly crass.
Still dancing with closed fists to the Maga Hit from the Village People
while the Town Cryer shouts down from the ASCAP building’s steeple.
You have a Vice-President’s daughter who will cream you like porridge
because you are filled with cowardice lacking fortitude or basic courage.
If you become our leader and wish to turn the USA into autocracy
the revolt is preprogramed stinking to hell like hypocritical theocracy.
This coming year is no joke with only a pack a cannibalistic hyenas
giggling over its possibilities like the perverse Romans in their Arena.
Casting your fate to the wind is the story of cute Lucy and pianist Linus
as we are all warned to avoid your belligerence and corrupted wryness.
Fani will be fanning you in Georgia hence your case is pure racketeering
while your vermin is crawling into your backyard tuff and persevering.
The select committee with Raskin and company has coldly closed the case
withholding nothing as evidence is growing and cannot be efficently erased.
The lawyers like Sidney, Kenneth and Jenna are riding the apocalyptic horse
filling in the missing lines as you knew you were the loser in 2020 of course.
So I wish you while glaring at your totally disgusting dishonest facial grimace
a new invention for your cause in view of the fact there’s not a viable premise.
So book your War Room with the Norfolk Bannon and plan your Jailhouse Rock
while the King in Memphis and the Man in the Mirror dance their moonwalk.