Last night I had the strangest dream
I ever dreamed before.
I dreamed that Trump, our President,
Just couldn’t find a war.
Oh, first he pardoned Hillary,
Although she did no crime.
And then he said Joe Biden was
A hero for our times.
On John McCain he wavered most
First yes, then no, and then
A final yes, and said he hoped
they could be friends again.
He smiled and waved at dreamers,
Called Chuck and Nancy proud
And finally said he hoped his talk
Had not enraged the crowd.
Now wondrous as all this was
For you and me to see
It caused some consternation
Within the GOP.
“We have to hate, so we can thrive,”
The cry came from the House.
Oh, President, our Chosen One,
Can’t you find just one louse?
He searched and scanned,
both near and far, and would be searching yet.
But then he saw the enemy
who voted for our debt.
“Your tax reforms just made things worse,”
Said Trump, and with a nod
He flew away, while saying loud:
"I knew it wasn’t hard.”
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