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Impeached

He wanted to be emperor

He wanted to be king

He wanted to be everyman

And to have everything

He wanted to be held aloft

To hear his praises sing

As a predator he knew

Forsooth to prey's the thing


Made his little business deals

His rapine pillaging

Celebrity, the world kneels

Infinite posturing

Imposed upon our eyes and ears

Attention purchasing

Love to play upon our fears

Empire through bullying


It appears our limits have been reached

Now the law is fitfully beseeched

On their knees the fearsome screechers preached

The bastard’s finally been impeached


As a wife he loves his daughter

Even more, or so he’s said

At thirteen she still was hotter

At pater’s knee was where she fed

Just another rich globe-trotter

Ill-mannered begat ill-bred

One more tainted glass of water

Far too often visited


It appears our limits have been reached

Now the law is fitfully beseeched

On their knees the fulsome preachers screeched

The bastard’s finally been impeached


Through each exhortation to stop

He failed right to the top

Through crime, mishap, and blunder

He fails but it’s we who go under

Through a mendacity unending

We still keep on pretending

A corrupt system in failing health

Will somehow just heal itself


It appears our limits have been reached

Now the law is fitfully beseeched

On their knees the fulsome screechers preached

The bastard’s finally been impeached


For some it’s too good to believe

The chance to give this Ho a Heave

It is a system inclined to deceive

What if the bastard doesn’t leave?


© 2020 ArtAHammer

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