Trump does the hocus pocus

And that’s what he’s all about

He puts his right ass in

He puts his right ass out

And shakes it all about

He makes America a joke

And that’s what he’s all about

He spews his bigoted views

And shakes it all about

He promises to make us great

But declared bankruptcy himself

Inherited money from his father

And that’s what he’s all about

A Napoleon in a Trump suit

Throws tantrums left and right

Can’t fire heads of other countries

So cry, baby, cry like an infant

And shake it all about

And do the hocus pocus

That’s what he’s all about.

Only knows business

Can’t understand stem cell research

Would reinflate housing bubble

Promising economy stimulation

Aiming darts at dart board but missing

Screams for more and more sanctions

Likes word but doesn’t know its meaning

Says pull yourself up by bootstraps

But they can’t afford bootstraps

So cut the programs that get them on feet

Yes, do the hocus pocus

And shake the impoverished all about

Claims blacks and latinos commit the crimes

Break illegal alien families apart, send them back

Calls them rapists and criminals

Promises Mexico will pay for wall of discrimination

Trump is racist to the core

Disdains women and calls them bimbos

That’s what he’s all about

Moral character has taken a walk

Where shady Trump is concerned

Bulldoze everything that gets in way of progress

That’s his mantra, sing it loud

Draft dodger sings “My Country Tis of Thee”

Impulsive and unwilling to compromise

Shake it all about, pull wool over eyes

Fool unworldly citizens who can’t think

For themselves, praying to Trump for salvation

But he does the hocus pocus

Doesn’t turn himself around

Shakes his ass all about

And that’s what he’s all about.

As a man, based in the UK, I feel like an impostor commenting here. Then again, what happens there in Murica, has ramifications over here. This will touch us and everyone.

We have a newspaper here that among the only slightly more learned and less moronic individual is ridiculed. The readers of the rag are all tarred with the same brush, ironically what they do to the masses that come under fire in its pages. Read by sheeple who cower in the shadow of its peddled lies, shilled xenophobia and scaremongering, the publication is called The Daily Mail. It is beyond rancid and redefines poisoned 'journalism'.

Old people tend to read it, humans trapped in their fear of leaving their little village, or losing some shelf space in a shop to some Eastern European snack or Asian spice. They're the people who would put up barriers rather than talk to different cultures. They believe illegal immigrants are taking all of the benefits, despite the fact that them being illegal means that they literally cannot. They're the religious people, ingrained with hatred for other religions that eagerly grasp any propaganda fed to them so that they can justify hating another religion, one based in peace, one that the massive majority of which oppose militant fundamentalism.

They are not colour blind, they are not open minded, they see no big picture or endeavour to find out facts and truth for themselves. They snuffle at the trough of inexactitudes that this papery shit shovels out to them every day. Given power, these people would be dangerous, these xenophobic, racist, bigoted readers of the Daily Mail.

What does this have to do with the red faced idiot becoming president? Put simply, Donald Trump IS the Daily Mail personified. How he has got this far leaves the free thinking masses out here in the rest of the world slack jawed with disbelief. What? How. Wait...what? Seriously, if this lies-spouting fool, this hate peddling clown, takes control of a superpower anywhere, it literally spells the end of the world as we know it. There will be no humility, no measured decisions; only anger, ire and knee-jerk reactions. 

This man will have access to the codes that launch nuclear weapons. He is less intelligent in thought than Putin. Kim Jong-un probably looks at him as trigger-happy. Come ON.

So America, please vote tactically. We're laughing at you, but we're laughing nervously.

Oh, the arrogance of one who would calm himself a great man.

the hatred and fear that runs through our veins will not be enough

to quiet our conscience screaming out

"This is wrong."

Oh, the man who would rather build walls than bridges

who screams and yells in sentences made of snakes and snails

and his words pierce hearts like daggers

"This has to be wrong."

Oh, in holy parables he stitched together with desperate claws,

he took away peoples freedoms for fear

and we cheer him on

"As if this isn't wrong"

Oh, says a poet,

on the day this man sits upon a throne of greed in our capital,

so shall she take to the streets with words as her weapons, "I know this is wrong."

Oh, please,

please,let it be wrong.

I wrap my arms around me

terrified.

He’s coming, They're coming.

Arms raised above their heads

chanting.

Children run streets barefooted

terrified.

He’s coming, They're coming.

Voices raised above the crowds

saluting.

Dead eyes watch the commotion

terrified.

He’s coming, They're coming.

Heads raised above destruction

embracing.

I wrap my arms around us

terrified of their future.

He’s coming, They're coming.

To bomb contestation

To build separation

To burn aspiration.

He’s coming, They're coming.

Taking us back to pavement soaked in

Black blood, Brown blood.

Taking us back to mass graves holding

Black bodies, Brown bodies.

He’s coming, They're coming.

Trumps coming — but so are they.

Those in disguise

trying to claim our bodies as a prize.

I Will Support Trump to the Death

There are many reasons I have come to the conclusion I must support Donald J. Trump for the Presidency of the United States of America. Many of those reasons are those accepted by the growing numbers of my fellow citizens who have backed him up to this point. More of the reasons have been forced upon me by relationships with friends and family. The greatest reason for my change to Trump is one I am almost ashamed to mention. It is the straw that broke the camel's back. It is one that has driven many to follow a leader regardless of personal desires. It is the one reason that even the most intelligent, most friendly, most benevolent and most courageous among us will allow to drive their steps.

I support Trump because he is influential. I support Trump because he has a powerful economic background. I support Trump because he is a builder. I support Trump because he has been successful in many endeavors. These are but a few of the reasons I support Donald J. Trump. I can understand others following him for the same reasons. Yet these reasons alone could not convince me to accept Trump. So why am I now in this position?

I discovered that many, many of my friends and family supported Trump long before I came to the same decision. Some of them were concerned about our borders and immigration and loss of jobs to the undocumented. Some were probably led by racist thoughts. Others by super nationalism. Some just by the urging of their friends and neighbors and relatives. A few may even have succumbed to financial concerns and a need for security. Some have even forsaken freedom to achieve their present stance. So why did I hold out from supporting Trump with all of these aforementioned reasons to do the opposite?

Up until I came upon my final motive for supporting Trump I maintained my common sense, my intellectual integrity and my hope for the future of our country. For some unGodly reason I thought that justice and providence and sanity would prevail and all the ills of our democracy would fall by the wayside. Alas, they did not prevail and now our beloved land is in danger of destruction. With all of this in mind I have come to realize I must support Trump out of fear. Fear for my world, for my country, for my friends and neighbors, for my family and even for my personal safety. You could say I have forsaken all of my background and knowledge to accommodate my desire to stifle fear.

I was born in 1936. I lived through the Second World War. You may think I was too young to understand but the early years have proven to be the time when we are most impressed by the world around us. I saw the rise of Hitler and Mussolini. I heard the stories of conquest and victory. I saw and even participated in the efforts to stomp out fear by collecting metal and paper and rags to support our war effort. I saw the news reels of atrocities and death and destruction. I wondered and celebrated in the defeat of the Axis. This was all done at a time of great fear. Fear that is presented to us once more in the form of a leader who seems so much like Adolph and Benito and Hirohito. I find myself cringing in fear that if I don't support Trump my fellow Americans may turn against me. My friends and neighbors may resent me if I am not like them. Even my family may deny me for my beliefs.

For all these reasons I now declare I will support Donald J. Trump. I fear him.

After much research, I wrote a biography on Donald Trump when I was young and pulled it out recently. One of our jobs as responsible citizens is to help ensure that history doesn't repeat itself. Well, Donald's history as a whole would be a national embarrassment to have repeated. He is a paradox of contradictions, a flagrant misrepresentation of the values this nation was founded on, and such a bad choice that if he were to win, we may begin applying for our work visa in Canada. 

The fact that Trump has gotten as far as he has in this political race suggests that our nations democratic system has major flaws that should be the real issue worth solving at the heart of any great candidates campaign.

This, as you just read is how many times Donald Trump has changed his mind. Let's start with how to beat ISIS:

1. Find a guy.

2.(insert non-existent secret plan here)

3. Send in ground troops, and get trigger happy with nukes.

4. Get money from oilfields.

5. ???Profit.

Donald Trump's plan for the illegal immigrants:

1. I don't know.

2.Deport the bad ones.

3.Nah, some of the immigrants can stay.

4.Deport everyone.

5.Maybe not.

6.Deport everyone, the second helping.

"They gotta go."

Donald Trump's plan(s) for tax reform:

1."You can't just be boom, boom, hard and fast."

2.Fair taxes.

3.Flat taxes.

4.Add some new stuff. (Insert non-existent secret plan to insert new tax stuff here.)

5. (Insert non-existent secret plan here)

6. (Insert another top secret plan here with slight changes.)

This might as well be a reality TV show.

     If Donald Trump becomes president, many countries that are already on the verge of declaring war against the U.S. would do so. If Donald Trump says the wrong words, like he has several times in his interviews, to the wrong person, such as Kim Jong-un. America could be looking at war with Cuba, North Korea, and other countries that America has bad relations with. Donald trump could also ruin good relations with countries, such as Canada, France, and the United Kingdom.

     With his words being able to cause more wars, he's putting many American lives at risk. By having the American Military fighting those battles. Just by the words that come out of his mouth, be could hurt many american lives.

     In those wars, Donald Trump also wouldn't make great discussion with the wars we are involved in, in Afghanistan and Iran. He would make hasty calls, putting several of our troops in trouble. Donald Trump doesn't know the first thing about making calls that have to do with several thousands of American lives. So why put him in charge of our military

Trump. What a word. What a name. What a president he'll make...

The fact is that no president in the future of the United States of America would ever be able to live up to the standard of presidential magnificence that can and will and honestly should be the reign of President Donald J. Trump. After all, practically, what will there be left to do once he's done with his duty to the nation-- build a wall with Canada? Build a second wall with Mexico? Dig a ditch around stinking socialist New Hampshire?

In all honesty, once Trump's made America great again, we might not need a POTUS at all, so thoroughly will all our problems have been solved by his raw and unbridled gumption and prowess. And as amazing as that might be, it would be fundamentally un-American.

But even if we did elect a (totally redundant) new president after Trump-- maybe the vastly under-appreciated Ben Carson or that libertarian hero, Gary Johnson-- how could they possibly follow up on the irreplaceable magic of those five perfect letters, TRUMP? How could the American people even stomach such a let-down? Instead of being a day of celebration, inauguration day would become a national day of mourning for the last day that we could call ourselves one nation under Trump. All future presidents would try to mimic his hair, except could you even imagine Carson in a trump 'do? No, I could not either. It would be only a sad reminder of when we had a president who not only spoke the truth, but lived and breathed it. Not that Carson couldn't do that, but he just doesn't have the requisite alchemy with the American populace to properly follow up the Trump legacy. 

So, in conclusion, the real and only harm of electing a visionary like Trump to office would be the lasting shadow of disappointment to be cast over the American future for possibly decades to come. Nobody could ever be as good a president as Trump will indubitably be, and it's entirely possible that nobody will even try. Thus, we must repeal the 22nd amendment immediately, in order to let Trump run (and win!) as much as he wants forevermore. 

Oh, Donald Trump!

You're such a dump!

You change your mind every day!

And you call women fat pigs! Not a horray.

Trump, your last name is in the dictionary.

Can I change your last name?

To Donald Not-A-Presedential-Trump?

I don't need permission, Donald Trump!

Your a political disease! You are a rump!

You call women fat pigs? Back at ya, buddy, you dump!

You are a joke of a human, DT!

Donnie, please! You have much enough money!

Don't vote for Trump, please! Your voting for poop!

Dump Donald Trump, Melania! He called you a fat pig!

So big, he thinks you are, Melania! Dump Mr. Trump!

Trump Never For President, I say!