Trump, In Verse

Returning, unbowed, to the scene of the crime
where through providence, also the grace of God, I’m
still alive to state, “As I was saying…” to you –
and then pick up again with the lies that I spew.

A nefarious “they” are behind all this strife
(you all know who I mean); bent on taking my life.
What I’m going through now, you are going through, also.
I keep making claims without substance; they’re all show.

Slandered, indicted, impeached, and been shot at;
found guilty of crimes (others I’ve not been caught at).
As far as Helene, one more mishandled storm
by the Democrats. (See – I’m right back to my norm.)

While the fact of these shootings is certainly vile,
it’s not stopped my continuous torrent of bile.
There’s just one month to go before ballots are cast.
I’ll claim victory – even if I come in last.