A Song for Festivus  (Sing to Good King Wenceslas) 

 

Donald’s mental maladies

Paralyze the nation.

Narcissistic brain disease,

Cause for consternation.

Covid 19’s holocaust,

Sickening and cruel,

But, uncaring of the cost,

Donald Trump adds fuel.

 

Congress passed some small relief,

After Mitch relented.

Donald crashed it on a reef

When it was presented.

He had never said a word

In negotiations.

But now Donald drops a turd,

Showing his frustrations.

 

 Covid 19’s death rate rise,

Trump finds unconcerning.

So what if a patient dies,

Trump’s anus is burning.

What does Donald care about?

Losing to Joe Biden.

He’ll find fraud and root it out.

Covid isn’t hidin’.

 

Trump’s pissed at Republicans,

Who did not stick by him.

They’re not true Americans,

So he will defy them.

News of Biden’s victory

Eats Trump’s gastric antrum.

Feeling maledictory,

Donald throws a tantrum.

 

Donald’s anger at his loss

Is now all consuming.

Wearing a dead albatross,  (1)

He sees storm clouds looming.

Though today is Festivus,

Donald Trump is grieving.

Nonetheless, the rest of us

Celebrate Trump’s leaving.

 

(1)  Read “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner,” by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, 1798.