Duke Ducorsky
New York City 

Coronavirus 

πŸ‘‘


has us in a tizzy.

Not helpful is the leadership of that overly tanned orange 🍊 Tin Lizzie of a POTUS
Whose every word and deed is bogus. 

Focused with his hypnotizing grotesque
Locus of self-serving, con man, snake 🐍 oil
Salesman making my blood boil.

While he soils his soul (though that’s his biz)
It boils down to soiling our Constitution. 

Our once great πŸ‘ institutions
The American Way corrupted by
A dictator-in training fouling and foiling
This dictator in dirty diapers
Toiling to make his take great...

His estate greater. 

The state of our once greater nation
In peril as seas rise drowning coastal plantations and more humble dwellings.

Human rights caged compelling fears there’s no telling the atrocities his base will endure
Ignore and applaud!!!

in the face of crop failures
Market collapse
What goes on in their brainwashed synapses
Is truly a lapse in historical perspective.

Minds not defective
but deceived by those with foreign help elected.

1937 buy your brown shirts πŸ‘• I said Brown!
Though red, tomato red πŸ… is more the color of his once grand old party 🎈 the color of blood 🩸 red.

The color of the wounds of the recently dead
And slowly dying from the effects of his endless lying.

Yes, buy your MAGA hats, T-shirts
Stay at the hotels he owns
Keep him fat, front and center
The talk of the town
His ego demands an ever greater obsequious renown
While he’ll probably stop πŸ›‘ short of wearing a crown 🀴
To please this clown 🀑
Buy those brown shirts brown
Denying testing to keep the numbers down. 

He delayed testing, keeping people at risk on boats
So he could brag and boast
That from coast to coast
We are the most prepared.

Few dared to contradict.
Less they be fired
“You’re fired” πŸ”₯
His favorite words
A power junkie
To get this monkey πŸ’ off our backs

And free us from treasonous attacks
Letting Russian πŸ€– bots
Wreak havoc in our ballot box

This pox promulgated by Fox
Yes, a Pox from Fox 🦊
Round the clocks
Knock your socks off
Hit it out of the park
Round the block
Hospital rounds overbooked
Backlogged overwhelmed by cuts he made

In his presidential charade

This greatest president in any decade prayed to the gods of greed and lust not caring- even hoping for the rest of the world 🌎 to go bust
He prays and prayed on those least able...

This fabled genius of self-serving “let them eat cake” 🍰
Is a fake, a fraud and a failure
As Tom Steyer said
Now let’s get the lead out of our Resistance.

It won’t be easy to improve our immune systems when overwhelmed by those cuts he made
To all necessary government departments
Including alarming slashing
to services needed for endemic planning.

Mother Nature 🌳 🌺 🌲 provoked when a species is out of balance

No πŸ‘Ž need for Devine intervention
Just mention the crimes of the Republican Guard in service of making us a US of
Banana Republicans. 

What’s more
His beloved trade wars make the poor more poor pouring gold and dollars πŸ’΅ into his craven, crotchety cronies’ purses πŸ‘œ and coffreurs with his used car πŸš— salesman pitch he drives the world into a ditch.

To hear more specifics of his horrific acts
Scroll back to the poem from my debut
where audience members were few.

And while “music may make some lose control”
While I don’t exactly extol
his virtueless, vitriolic criticism
of democrats and decency with witticism
And endlessly complain
Humor, in the main keeps me somewhat sane.

So let’s reframe this long refrain
Into something pithy, short and plain 
The court is out
About time to end his crimes. 

Coronavirus πŸ‘‘ does not have to keep us in a tizzy.
Even with that overly tanned orange 🍊 Tin Lizzie

Set our priorities. 
Get busy.

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