Ode To Trump


Our ode to dear Mister Trump,

Our ode to you today is a show what a laughing stock to the American people you really are,

For four years we have watched from Australia as you tear our American allies limb for limb to suit what you see; a country that is great.

If it were, more than a quarter of a million people would not be dead right now. You have made a laughing stock out of the fighting forces who defend your great nation.

Five people would not be dead right now if you had not sent your most devout followers to do your dirty work by attacking Capitol Hill. whether your target was Vice President Pence, we don’t care. You have almost a million lives’ blood on your hands.

In just the last few days, you have managed to get your own Twitter account permanently suspended because you incited violence upon your own people. What president hits back and watches as his nation burns? Oh, right. You.

You’ve put children in cages and put a wall up to stop the Mexicans from entering. If you have kids of your own. How would you feel if they were caged up like wild animals?

Would you throw your children under the bus the way you did Pence? What kinds of a man tells their nation to inject themselves with bleach to get rid of the coronavirus? Would you advise your family to do this? Also, how were you able to get the virus when you’re quite literally in the safest building in America?

Looking back at your presidency, we see nothing but a trail of destruction. Whenever you did not get your way, you threw a tantrum like the big baby you are. Even your ex-wife said you were a bad loser. She was not wrong.

To end our ode to you, Mister President, be sure to dig yourself a hole and stay there.

About Author

C.J. Hawkings has written for the now-defunct Entertainment website, Movie Pilot and the still functioning WhatCulture and ScreenRant. She now writes for FanSided and is loving it!

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