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There once was a Prez out to lunch
Rolling life and death dice on a hunch
Sitting safe on his keister
He served mass-murder Easter
A Jim Jones ciborium punch

There once was a Prez Frozen 2
An iceman who cometh unglued
He sculpted his palace
And bone-chilling phallus
With busts of himself in the nude

There once was a Prez of convulsion
A shitstain in need of expulsion
Like an odious phallus
Of gag-reflex malice
He fluxed his loose stools of revulsion

There once was a Prez of gainsaying
Whose pilotage proved so dismaying
His bellicose bearing
Tone-deaf and uncaring
Gave rise to a pandemic slaying

There once was a Prez on the skids
Giving rein to what fair play forbids
His baneful barrages
Like blitzkrieg collages
Gained speed under septic tank lids

There once was a Prez plainly vicious
With the eyes of a crank most malicious
As their cut-throat of choice
He gave birdbrains a voice
In a cuckoo’s nest wholly pernicious

There once was a Prez who got dogged
Thence fittingly found out and flogged
Like a hole in the head
He made poor people dead
From leadership thoroughly slogged

There once was a POTUS of panic
At the helm of his hull-torn Titanic
Lacking fear of disgrace
He looked loss in the face
From a lifeboat codenamed The Satanic