Trump, In Verse

When speaking of a Democratic governor, I used a slur
most say should be prohibited; to me, that thought did not occur.
I called Tim Walz the “r-word” – not the average kind, but serious.
I made fun of his mental state… yet I’m the one delirious.

In his response, Tim Walz has said he wants my MRI released.
Which body part of me was analyzed? I know not in the least.
Whatever they took pictures of, results were good as ever seen.
Another perfect test, and yet – a rock and hard place I’m between.

I use terms often frowned upon within polite society –
but when have I shown any clue I think their rules apply to me?
I calls ‘em as I sees ‘em: I use “stupid” as another slight,
repeatedly. With every passing day – it’s clear my brain ain’t right.