[Note: Written during the Republican primaries, Sept. 2015]
The day that The Donald took charge of the race
The world was turned topsy turvy
Carly Fiorina defended her face
And Jeb tried his best to be nervy
Our cat got out her fiddle that night
So distressed by the Trumpmaster’s lead
She played sad songs till the morning light
Haunting ballads of bluster and greed
Our cow tuned into a Fox News show
There was Donald berating Hispanics
The cow leapt so high she left Earth far below
That can happen when a thoughtful cow panics
Our little dog Spot found it all very merry
Bon voyage to Wisconsin’s Scott Walker
And what the heck happened to Governor Perry?
That Donald’s the noisiest talker
Our friends in the kitchen could stand it no more
Said the dish, “Let’s exit this dump.”
“Hooray,” said the spoon, “it’s you I adore”
“In Aruba we’ll never see Trump.”
So it’s Hey Diddle Diddle for Donald Trump
He’s worth ten times more than the rest
His hair stands up in a bright orange clump
That’s why Iowans think him the best
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