Trump, In Verse

Chicago’s got great barbershops; I’ll stop into the Black kind
and might get myself a haircut (wonder if they use shellac?). I’m
trying to make hay with the Blacks and so, with this outreach tonsorial,
hope to show I’ve got great rizz and look a bit less dictatorial.

I got an awesome mug shot in that voting scam charade,
which quickly shot to Number One – although without a high top fade.
I wouldn’t try do an Afro, but I might look good in dreadlocks,
as I snag illegal aliens and put them all in head locks.

Another day, another insult; leads to one more flap.
I’ll ask the African-Americans: please, just what is meant by “WAP”?
Now, it’s barbers (not a President) I think of as a “Black job.”
While that definition’s fuzzy – it’s quite clear that I’m a wack job.