circus

Trump's guards sloshed tear-gas on the Phoenix crowd
who thought he ought to focus on his job.
He loves it when his sycophants get loud
but wasn't gonna take it from this mob.
The Charlottesville debacle was still raw
where he'd offended all but the far-Right.
None could forget what everybody saw
when Nazis marched and rallied by torch-light.
James Clapper minced no words; this clown's a bust
his bullshit's still as cheap by wagon-loads
he's squandered for all time the nation's trust
and shouldn't have the nuclear launch-codes.
Buchanan's safe; his name's no more accursed
the planet's satisfied that Trump's the worst.