Trump, In Verse

Third time is a charm, they say – so therefore I’m not joking,
I’ve got people looking into this; the concept’s thought-provoking:
I could serve another term (or two) – though some don’t want to hear it –
if I follow one amendment to the letter… not its spirit.

I could stage a run for V.P. in a future POTUS race is
one idea: assume a win, and then the two of us switch places.
If it wasn’t for term limits, I could win again, I’ve reckoned.
So let’s ditch that dumb Amendment (it’s the pesky 22nd).

To be “President for Life” is emphatically my dream,
but to make that a reality, I’ll have to hatch a scheme.
While the Constitution says another term is not allowed,
I’ve got the SCOTUS in my pocket, and the GOP is cowed.

Now, if I am not successful with these game plans that I tout –
I could throw a temper tantrum and just scream, “I WON’T MOVE OUT!”
I could file a bunch of motions, all opposing my eviction.
Might sound nuts – but that I’m here at all proves truth’s stranger than fiction.