On Reflection…. Donald Trump
America has given birth
to a giant orange child
a zaftig infant Gulliver
striding the ravaged earth
of his own imagination
trampling whole villages
swallowing villagers whole.
This poem was published previously in Oddball Magazine. Taking Part in Open Link Weekend over at earthweal.
https://earthweal.com/2020/06/26/earthweal-open-link-weekend-26/
Stopdraggingthepanda 
This poem is so great. He would take it as a compliment, I’m sure.
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Lol. I love this. It describes Trump perfectly.
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regurgitated is more like it…birth is too good for him (K)
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Great descriptions, Jim: a giant orange child and a ‘zaftig infant Gulliver’. I agree with Kerfe, though, that he wasn’t born but regurgitated!
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Well put, friend. Talk is about preventing the second wave of pandemic, but it’s the second wave of Trump I’m more worried about. – Brendan
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Yep, concise, accurate, and ever more true as each day passes. The insane amongst us who chose this man to lead us seem happy to be swallowed, while the rest of us can only hope to be indigestible.
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Love what you say. So sad that we have to cope with this giant orange child.
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Thanks Myrna, sad indeed
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…and seemingly never satiated. Well said.
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Thanks VJ!
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Welcome!
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our zaftig leader. hilarious and sad ~
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Thank you, much appreciated!
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