There’s a fellow who’s grinning right now
At our chaos, fear, poverty. Wow!
All his orders were heeded;
His Trump-scheme succeeded.
Putin’s earned his dystopian bow.
Headline: “GOP blocks Senate rebuke of Trump on Russia sanctions”
Undoubtedly Putin is thrilled
By the mayhem he’s wrought; he’s fulfilled
His dream to install
Trump the Puppet, who’ll brawl
And defile, as democracy’s chilled.
Trump keeps tying our nation in knots,
And it’s time to connect all the dots:
He inflicts all this hurt
To distract and divert
Because Putin is calling the shots.
Headline: “President Trump claims he’s ‘not concerned’ about impeachment, calls his campaign’s Russia ties ‘peanut stuff’”
While speaking with Reuters, Trump strains
To minimize all his campaign’s
Russia contacts, declaring
It’s “peanut stuff,” baring
His hubris and shortage of brains.
Headline: “Accused Russian spy Maria Butina appears poised to plead guilty”
Donald Trump should be tied up in knots,
Cuz Maria Butina knows lots,
And it looks like she’ll squeal;
She has just made a deal.
Oy gevalt! Trump may actually plotz.
“Guilty” Manafort ain’t going free,
And Cohen has taken a plea.
So brace for more tweets
Packed with self-serving bleats;
Whiny Trump can’t let anything be.
Headline: “White House Counsel Has Cooperated Extensively With Mueller’s Obstruction Inquiry”
When the Russia probe shit hits the fan,
The fallout won’t land on McGahn.
No he won’t take the fall;
He’s been giving his all
To assisting Bob Mueller. Smart man!
Headline: “Kremlin: Russia not ready to accept Trump invite to Washington”
Over hosting old Vlad, Trump’s been heady.
But the Kremlin says Putin’s not ready
To say “Da” to a visit.
A diss? Ain’t it, is it?
Poor Trump hoped the two would go steady.
Trump’s submissive to Putin and meek.
He is craven and shockingly weak.
Donald’s bluster’s replaced
By behavior debased.
And his party’s response? Piddlin’ pique.
At long last, there can be no debate:
Trump’s a traitor, who bows to his “mate,”
Russia’s Putin, whose smirk
Shows contempt for the jerk
Whose betrayal one can’t over-state.
On Twitter, Trump’s plaintive today.
To prepare for tomorrow? No way!
It’s not war dead he mourns,
But a “witch hunt” he scorns —
Selfish, petulant Trump on display!
Headline: “Trump Invites Putin to the White House”
Said Donald to Putin,”Please come
To the White House, my bestie, my chum.
I’ve plum secrets to share,
So I hope you’ll repair
To DC and make Democrats glum.”
The Donald’s a dreadful employer
And a volatile stature-destroyer.
His “art of the deal”
Is to lie, backbite, steal,
Which is why he can’t buy a good lawyer.
Trump’s lawyers are frequently nayed
And their Mueller advice disobeyed.
Donald’s gut rules his mind,
So John Dowd has resigned.
I wish the man luck getting paid!
Rex has rarely done anything right,
And his errors I’d often indict.
But re Russia he’s wise,
So to no one’s surprise
Trump’s response is: Get out of my sight!
Russia meddled, our experts maintain;
Our Democracy’s suffered a stain.
But Donald would rather
Buy Putin’s false blather;
Trump’s owned by Vlad’s hard driving reign.
Though people seem prone to adopt
The past tense re the Russians, I’ll opt
To claim present tense crime
Re elections, each time;
There’s no reason to think that they’ve stopped.
