The Joke’s on Who?

A week to go; here’s where it stands – they say too close for calling,
and so I’m down to my last chance to do something appalling.
Uncommitted votes in New York City I was seekin’…
One speaker I had on the stage mocked every Puerto Rican.

This so-called “jokester” made a crack ‘bout Blacks and watermelon.
(My favorite t-shirt on display? “I’M VOTING FOR THE FELON.”)
Another gag regarded fornication and Latinos.
(I claim no prior knowledge of the racist gags that he chose.)

The insults kept on flying; no attempt was made to skimp:
another fellow said Ka-MA-la’s handlers are all pimps.
The “Antichrist” and “devil” she was labeled by a friend.
(The fact I even have a pal? Most cannot comprehend.)

When Stephen Miller took the stage, he offered up a phrase,
the origins of which hark back to good ol’ Nazi days.
“America is only for Americans,” he lectured.
(A tie-in to the Third Reich here is no more than conjecture.)

As far as that comedian? I’ve said I do not know him.
He’ll never see a dollar of the recompense I owe him.
But his (and others’) comments I have yet to castigate.
One final (?) week ahead – filled with enthusiastic hate.