The Laureate-Trump’s Coronavirus Program

Trump’s Coronavirus Program

Our Don Trump breaks every rule

on how to choose a White House tool.

He seems to seek the nearest geek...

who for the job is but a fool.

{You can’t vet a Trump pet.}

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The Laureate-Trump's Media Attacks

Trump’s Media Attacks

Tweets criticize the press.

Tweets criticize Blue foe...

he doesn’t realize

it isn't quid pro quo.

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The Laureate-Voters Beware!

Voters Beware!

Our Don desires the Supreme Court

be devoted to him.

Disloyal ones he would abort...

then become our Putin.

{Trump thinks he can do anything...

beware of his babbling!}

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The Laureate-Protect Our Vote

Protect the Vote!

Those who meddle with our vote...

foreign or not, we must devote

time and funds to stop what’s spread

to guarantee none are misled.

{Moscow Mitch, let the law be passed.}

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The Laureate-The GOP Census

The GOP Census

Has the GOP turned to fraud,

and mailed a sham census?

Unlike the Feds, red pols ramrod...

please also give money for us.

{They learned to con...from their Don.}

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The Laureate-The Polar Melt Haiku {1}

Haiku

The Polar Melt {1}

Fossil fuels unseal

danger to the Planet Earth...

Man Best Save His Berth.

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The Laureate-Trump’s Intel Bombshell

Trump’s Intel Bombshell

Trump’s intel dare not tell

the Russians cheat for him to win.

But we all know that very well...

long been the Trump/Putin love-in.

{The blow let voters know!}

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The Laureate-Trump, Our Czar?

Trump, Our Czar?

What has The Don fouled up today?

Do queasy voters need to pray?

The Don now acts like he’s our Czar...

voters must state, “On our day...No Way!"

{Trump assumes he controls all government,

but he cannot control our hearts.}

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The Laureate-Trump's Felon Friends

Trump’s Felon Friends

The Don is letting felons free!

Will they swim in the White House slough?

The Don needs many perps for he

has friends that are imprisoned , too.

{A Don will work within the law...

provided he states the protocol  

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The Laureate-Trump's Finances

Trump’s Finances

Is Trump a crook...The Don as prez?

Capos all heed that which he says.

Each day feds stay at his hotels...

but swears his wallet never swells.

{Strange, is it not, that he does plot

to cloak every cent he’s ever got.}

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The Laureate-Truth {Haiku}

Truth

When truth bares the lies

and exposes what they hide...

wrongs must be decried.

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The Laureate-Trump Tweets Invite Defeats

Trump Tweets Invite Defeats

My Prez, your tweets invite defeats

because they are filled with anger.

You dub good men foes, then impose

that they must forever languor.

(To err is human but not for a mad man.)

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The Laureate-Trump’s Promises

Trump’s Promises

Our con Don has done it again,

filched some money to build his wall.

Congress funds for military

he moved so he can base enthrall.

Trump made that promise to his base,

and afraid he must or lose face.

For infrastructure promised us,

it seems he’s done an about-face.

{In his State of the Union speech de jour,

fixing infrastructure was manure.}

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The Laureate-The Good and The Bad from the Ugly

The Good and The Bad from The Ugly

Trump flails his foes though there’s no sin.

He frees felons if they helped him.

He abrogates the U.S. laws

by adding to them Putin’s spin.

{Trump don’t need no stinkin’ badges.}

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The Laureate-The Senate Acquittal

The Senate Acquittal

The GOP and Trump’s lawyers

created for us a mobster...

and, therefore, responsible for

what has morphed into a monster.

{They all should rot in jail

for loosing this travail.}

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The Laureate-Voter Vipers

Voter Vipers

As time draws near for us to vote

beware of what foul villains quote.

Some will taint

with no restraint...

and lie about what they promote.

{Prepare! Miscreants are everywhere!}

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The Laureate-Make Trump Blue With "Me Too."

Make Trump Blue With “Me Too.”

What Dem can beat the president...

a man who lies and cheats?

Could it be the wife of a man

who used the same deceits?

We’d find that she, as did we,

fought to have his sins unfurled.

With his foul sins exposed to all,

no longer could he con our world.

We must heed her lesson

and all learn from her tale.

With that riposte the harm is done

and we can watch the Donald flail.

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The Laureate-Trump's Revenge

Trump’s Revenge

Our Don has gone too far...

Red senators made him a Tsar.

Now all those who pronounced his guilt

with vengeance he does their lives mar.

{How far will Trump go?

Voters can stop, Quid Pro Quo!}

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The Laureate-GOP Sets Trump Free

GOP Set Trump Free

Trump’s minions saved him from morass

so he can lie and cheat once more.

He struts now like the reigning king

and threatens foes with vile rancor.

{Trump’s minions harm millions.}

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The Laureate-State of the Union.

State of the Union

The prez was happy to orate...

he used his braggadocio.

His many lies morphed this year great,

and he delivered quite a show.

The GOP appeared to buy

all that was wrapped within each lie.

Maybe that’s why red pols Wednesday

made Trump a king... no laws apply.

{Sen. McConnell has no scruples...

he is one of Trump’s best pupils.}

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The Laureate-Impeachment 2302

Impeachment 2320

Senator McConnell violates all vows.

He dominates what the red pols

must honor here and now...

by threats of Trump to his vassals.

{It’s hard to brook a crook!}

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The Laureate-Moscow Mitch 2220

Moscow Mitch 2220

McConnell, you proved your loyalty

to Trump but not to our country.

I hope the voters realize

we’re better off without you guys.

{Mitch, don’t relax, beware more facts...

then comes the axe.}

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