Trump, In Verse

Hello, my name is Elon Musk. I’m sure that you have heard of me;
I’ve partnered up with Donald Trump. We’re colleagues in absurdity.
And while I’m unelected and bereft of jurisdiction,
all the steps I’ve taken so far prove that truth’s stranger than fiction.

Trump has granted me authority (legality’s disputed).
Since efficiency’s my calling card, he thought I would be suited
to evaluate the government and extirpate the blight.
So I’ve quickly gotten started with, it seems, no end in sight.

I have forced some resignations, said some agencies should cease,
and have now brought in some lackeys to abet my centerpiece:
having young men (some don’t shave yet), who are all experts in tech, look
into taking over access to our governmental checkbook.

Once entrusted with this duty I’ve been sharp-tongued and complacent;
even offered up a gesture many called Nazi-adjacent.
I’m the world’s richest person, but I won’t be satisfied
until constraints on my omnipotence have all been cast aside.