Manipulating markets on a lark,
Trump tells himself he'd mastered minting cash.
Investors who've been left out, in the dark
now hold portfolios that might be trash.
Safe haven that the world had come to trust
to hold more value when the Markets fell,
with gross uncertainty, is going bust;
Trump's shot the US Treasuries to Hell.
Relief's available to those who'll kneel,
and promise to obey his every whim.
He'll carve out holes for microchips, and steel...
as long as a percentage flows to him.
That "swamp" that Trump had promised he would "drain"
has spread to inundate his febrile brain.
The devastation Trumpty Dumpty's wrought
to implement Navarro's crackpot scheme,
discounts the human traits that can't be bought;
he's never built a friendship, nor a team.
America Alone! Like Mao TseTeng
determined to hold all the world at bay
at once, the global commerce web's unstrung.
And voters Red and Blue are gonna pay.
A grownup might concede he'd got it wrong,
but Cohn had trained him always to attack.
Determined to present himself as "strong",
what once he's said, he helpless to take back.
As if the universe ends at our shore
the orange dotard lists towards civil war.
Mark Carney hears the threats, but doesn't flinch;
abusive partnerships must duly end.
He'll trade with someone farther, in a pinch;
most Europeans won't extort a friend.
A life in banking's steeled him for this role;
he's taught the bitter tale of Hawley-Smoot.
A lesser man who'd dreamt he'd wield control
stands poised to learn what Canada's about.
A New World Order like we haven't known,
since Herbert Hoover crashed us in that ditch.
Surpassing BREXIT for the worst self-own
to advertise who's Putin's eager bitch.
Our neighbors to the North will have to lead
until the MAGATs man up, and secede.
Seducing Trump's been Putin's greatest trick;
he plays that dotard like a gilded flute.
'Though Arnold Palmer awed him with his dick,
it's Vladimir who's is balls-deep up his chute.
The Seven Deadly Sins personified,
amalgamated in one orange lump.
Soi dissant "Christians" meekly deified
this antichrist, and kneel before their Trump.
Roy Cohn had thought this shaygetz would be fun
to pummel like a rentboi in his bed.
But Vladimir's the man who got it done
a really different sort of anti-Red.
The Kremlin's puppet does what he's been told;
Ukraine is just the first of what's been sold.
"Great television!" Putin's lapdog snarled
reverting to a scale he feels is real.
Deluded that he's merely playing cards
when frontline allies need a weapons deal.
The Europeans watched Zelenskyy stand
against the bullies, knowing he is right,
and rushed to underwrite the better man;
Ukrainians are waging the West's fight.
The Nazi threat our fathers' fathers fought
now not in Germany, but here at home,
took just one demagogue who's long been bought
and wants America to sit alone.
While Trump pursues his stupid fictive debt
all Europe's unified against the threat.
What Kompromat on Trump does Putin hold,
that keeps his creature fawning at his side?
Zelenskyy would be left out in the cold
and would soon need not ammo, but a ride.
Or would, if Europe didn't take a stand
behind one country fighting for us all.
While bullies mock and jeer the better man
as if it's only poker, or futbol.
Gross beauty pageant impresario
presumes consent when bulling in on teens
who might not feel empowered to say 'no'
to one who gets to vote on who's crowned "queen".
Beyond the nasty stench of pay-to-play
Trump's dealings wouldn't stand the light of day.
The Kremlin propaganda Trump repeats
finds paltry purchase in his party's ranks.
Control those rubles bought now seems complete
beyond the fondest dreams of Wall Street banks.
Machinery McConnell'd built so strong
has been co-opted by the KGB.
Agenda Mitch can now perceive are wrong
advance without the turtle's by-your-leave.
Americans who don't watch FauxNews know
Ukrainians are waging the West's war.
Against the ancient grasping ursine foe,
they'll have no part of empire anymore.
Those files of Kompromat, so deep and wide
keep Putin's poodle fawning at his side.
