All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Trumped
Day One, Donasaurus T. Rump set foot on Earth
Said “Let there be hate and fear”
The cavemen immediately turned on each other
So boy did it appear
The caves were dark and cold
And people bare and starving
The T. Rump entered, he tsk-tsked
And said “Boy this is alarming”
Donasaurus gave them promises
Donasaurus gave them meats
Donasaurus said, “Put your faith in me
You’ll get all kinds of treats”
The poor primitives wanted change
And the Donasaurus could give it
But Glinda the Glossy Good Witch
Appeared to them and tried to forbid it
She said, “Please, all of you, vote for me
The Donasaurus is out of control
He’ll get nothing accomplished
That is simply how he rolls!”
The cavemen did not want to listen
They liked his tasty treats
So they elected the Donasaurus
To the House with all seats
But what about the cavegirls
That, yes, had messy hair
And what about the natives
What about the air
What about the darker tribes
What about their land?
And cavemen that wanted to love cavemen
Where would all this stand?
What do conservatives conserve anyway?
All they do is talk
Preservatives aim to protect something precious
Conservatives roll back the rock
But we must concede graciously
No matter how wrought and distraught
Though T. Rump is a saurus of “--isms” and “nos”
It’s what Glinda the Glossy would want
R.I.P Obama’s Presidency :(
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
I wrote this poem as a form of extra credit in my Sophomore Seminar class. My professor wanted us to express our emotions at the outcome for President of the United States. I'm not a poet, but I already know it. I hope you guys enjoy!