Trump, In Verse

In the latest blow applied to my once-stellar reputation,
a good portion of my assets may be lost to liquidation.
Cash (and not a promissory) is how it’s been deemed that one pays;
yet another specious reason for my campaign team to fundraise.

This decision, I’ve proclaimed, is just election interference,
but as far as whether I’ll win on appeal remains unclear, since
this Trump-hating judge said, as regards remorse, that I expressed no –
so I’ve got to place four hundred million bucks and change in escrow.

I ridiculed Engoron and I tried to contradict him
as my legal team alleged this was a crime without a victim.
When the plaintiffs are all lenders… well, they’re less than sympathetic –
but for me to scam a bank? That kind of justice is poetic.