In The Spirit Of The Season, Mr. Trump

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Since I have written little since the election, I thought it was time to say something about the way the country is going. So, in the spirit of the season I have composed a little ditty for the winner of the U.S. Electoral College on November 8. I hope you will all contribute a verse in the comments! Sing the Grinchy tune as I paraphrase the esteemed Dr. Seuss:

You’re a mean one, Mr Trump

You really are a heel

the US is now a reality show and

Your conflicts are very real

Mr Trump

Please get a new makeup artist who won’t paint you

the color of an orange peel.

Have you read the constitution, Mr Trump

You favor torture and building a border wall

No one cares about your heart

It’s your brain that is 3 times too small

Mr Trump

I wouldn’t touch your agenda of bigoted fear

with a four and a half inch pole.

You’re a foul one, Mr Trump

You’re a nasty, short fingered ham

Your heart is full of hatred

Your soul is filled with scams

Mr Trump.

The three words that best describe you

Are, and I quote, “narcissistic personality disorder”

You nauseate me, Mr Trump

your skin is paper thin

You’re a crooked wheeler dealer

and your trolls share all your spin

Mr Trump.

You are a rotten steak and

Moldy Cheese sandwich

From the worst steakhouse in the world according to Vanity Fair

The Trump Grille.