Trump, In Verse

She’s mentally disabled; she’s mentally impaired.
If Kamala prevails, then you should all be really scared:
she’s letting in the rapists, the hoodlums, and the thugs.
(Of course, between the two of us – more likely I’m on drugs.)

If Kamala’s elected, then every town and city
will be transformed to a hellhole, and the worst kind – really shitty.
Crooked Joe became impaired, but she was born that way.
(This “see what sticks” approach means my campaign’s in disarray.)

I flew into Wisconsin and prepared to give a dark speech,
and peppered it with insults and belittling remarks. Each
time I speak of immigration, I insist it’s an “invasion”
(and don’t even think of border-crossing if you’re not Caucasian).

In this unhinged oration, I nearly said the “R” word.
(These days, more of my speeches are replete with words that are slurred.)
I rambled and meandered and then broke into some cursin’,
so time will tell just how much more my mental state will worsen.