Trump, In Verse

As Memorial Day comes upon us,
thoughts of sacrifice to most succumb.
Whereas, in my great mind, ‘twas synonymous
with a tirade against human scum.

Now, you know how I feel about combat–
but for bone spurs, I would have been drafted.
Lucky me! And then, building upon that,
my career as a huckster was crafted.

So, instead of acknowledging those who
made the ultimate sacrifice final,
I went off on a tear against foes who
judged my fiscal crimes; also, vaginal.

People come up to me and say, “You, sir,
are the leader we’ve always been prayin’ for.”
I’ve called dead soldiers “suckers” and “losers”…
a man you should have only disdain for.