Delivering poetic justice during the Trump years.

I’m gonna buy a Tesla (though it’s likely I won’t drive it,
since if I get in a crash, the chances are I won’t survive it).
But I’m claiming there’s a boycott, both illegal and collusive,
so I’ll buy a Cybertruck… or maybe something less intrusive.

Tesla’s taken quite a beating since I brought Elon on board:
thirty billion lost on Monday; something he can ill-afford.
So I pledged to buy a Tesla; on the strength of that assertion
he’ll again be able to afford to feed his fourteen urchins.

Elon said it has been difficult to run his corporations
while he’s also undermining our republic’s core foundations.
I relate to his dilemma, since my standpoint’s much the same –
hard for me to run the country when my mind’s on my golf game.

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