Wednesday, May 23, 2018

№ 340: Fears Its Self

What Donald fears:
where to begin?
We do know for certain
he does not like gin.
And for all that,
all alcohol.
Matter of fact,
he can't stand it all.

Germs? For certain.
Add those to his list.
Tho' history shows
no problem with trysts.
Bodily fluids — especially blood
make him turn bluish
and fall with a thud.
boldly declares
Donald may have
a problem with stairs.
Also with slopes!
(NO, not “Orientals”!)
which prey on his mind
whilst amidst Occidentals.
That he fears (and needs) women
is not something new.
A review of his life
shows this to be true.
We can assume
that he would rather
not be seen as senile
as was his father.

Sharks, evidently,
perturb his brain.
Which brings to mind
Roy Cohn. Again!
(Cohn, as you know,
was his gay father figure
who taught him to always
be quick on the trigger
and when you're hit
hit back harder and bigger
lest you occasion 
people to snigger.
Better to be 
seen as a tool
than to let anyone
think you a fool.)

He constantly wonders
who might poison his food
in the interlude.
We know he fears Mexicans —
AND the Chinese.
(Though certainly not
“the birds and the bees”.)
He may fear Alec Baldwin
and SNL.
Does he? As he would say,
“We'll see, time will tell.”
Does he fear Mueller?
Does he fear Congress?
Does he fear Putin?
The last is my guess.

To sum it up, Donald,
indeed and forsooth,
there is nothing to fear.
Except the TRUTH.