Highway 2017 visited
Donald Trump was feeling sore
Trying to start the next world war
Kim Jung Un was at the door
And Vladimir clearly knew the score
Yes – it can be easily done
A few dozen missiles in the sun
And the whole shemozzle’s just begun
The orange wonder sat back down
In the middle of town safe underground
Preening in his dressing gown
Like an overgrown ape in the guise of a clown
He paused to think a minute or two
On how to profit from this nuclear do
When the fireworks were all through
Fake news he was putting out
To the followers he had here and about
Combing his hair like a pool-hall lout
Exploding with a shrill scream and a shout
So wild that he didn’t care
Just as long as he got his share
Pouting that it wasn’t fair
He was draining the swamp with a nuclear blast
Grinning at the people aghast
With a presidency that couldn’t last
He had everybody nailed to the mast
He had the last word on this one
The only one with a hydrogen gun
Pulling the trigger and having fun
Opher 8.7.2017
Could not be further from the truth.
A minor detail I know, but it’s Kim Jong-un.
Opher – this poem is very well done… I can easily see it happening that way.
Just a bit of doggerel really John – but that guy scares me. He is a loose cannon who fires from the hip. Anything can happen. And he does not seem to understand the implications or outcomes of his actions. He comes over as a sulky spoilt brat to me.