political tone poem by kirby the whirby olson

Obama cares a lot and Fauxcahontas goes on the warpath. Streams of mascara from Harvard Crimson. Hail and brimstone. The media blackened the skies with printed arrows against Trump. No one believes a word except Stu who says global warming is a thing. People turn a cold shoulder. On Arapahoe Boulevard in Boulder the hippies say ok. Trump is back in the saddle and that Injun is injured. Sad! Fauxcahontas yelled for babes and aborted fifty bazillion full term babies while shrieking war whoops of morality and contagion and lesbian love licks but the people sayeth, Give us Trump. Trump is a champ and the lady is a tramp.