Monday, 25 December 2017

The Trump Days of Christmas

Christmas hasn’t been great for years. So sad. I’m going to make Christmas great again.


On the first day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
a violently grabbed pussy.

On the second day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
dreams of brick-wall borders, and
a violently grabbed pussy.

On the third day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
murky Russian rumours,
dreams of brick-wall borders, and
a violently grabbed pussy.

On the fourth day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
Obama Care dismantling,
murky Russian rumours,
dreams of brick-wall borders, and
a violently grabbed pussy.

On the fifth day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
FIVE GOOOOLDEN WIGS…
Obama Care dismantling,
murky Russian rumours,
dreams of brick-wall borders, and
a violently grabbed pussy.

On the sixth day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
abortion-funds withdrawal,
FIVE GOOOOLDEN WIGS…
Obama Care dismantling,
murky Russian rumours,
dreams of brick-wall borders, and
a violently grabbed pussy.

On the seventh day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
climate change denial,
abortion-funds withdrawal,
FIVE GOOOOLDEN WIGS…
Obama Care dismantling,
murky Russian rumours,
dreams of brick-wall borders, and
a violently grabbed pussy.

On the eighth day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
a travel-ban on Muslims,
climate change denial,
abortion-funds withdrawal,
FIVE GOOOOLDEN WIGS…
Obama Care dismantling,
murky Russian rumours,
dreams of brick-wall borders, and
a violently grabbed pussy.

On the ninth day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
fake news aplenty,
a travel-ban on Muslims,
climate change denial,
abortion-funds withdrawal,
FIVE GOOOOLDEN WIGS…
Obama Care dismantling,
murky Russian rumours,
dreams of brick-wall borders, and
a violently grabbed pussy.

On the tenth day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
renewed mistrust of Cuba,
fake news aplenty,
a travel-ban on Muslims,
climate change denial,
abortion-funds withdrawal,
FIVE GOOOOLDEN WIGS…
Obama Care dismantling,
murky Russian rumours,
dreams of brick-wall borders, and
a violently grabbed pussy.

On the eleventh day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
a North Korean tweet-war,
renewed mistrust of Cuba,
fake news aplenty,
a travel-ban on Muslims,
climate change denial,
abortion-funds withdrawal,
FIVE GOOOOLDEN WIGS…
Obama Care dismantling,
murky Russian rumours,
dreams of brick-wall borders, and
a violently grabbed pussy.

On the twelfth day of Christmas my Trump-love sent to me:
tax-breaks for the richest,
a North Korean tweet-war,
renewed mistrust of Cuba,
fake news aplenty,
a travel-ban on Muslims,
climate change denial,
abortion-funds withdrawal,
FIVE GOOOOLDEN WIGS…
Obama Care dismantling,
murky Russian rumours,
dreams of brick-wall borders, and
a violently grabbed pussy.

© Sarah Doyle

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Sarah Doyle is the Pre-Raphaelite Society’s Poet-in-Residence. She has been widely placed and published, and is co-author of Dreaming Spheres: Poems of the Solar System (PS Publishing, 2014). More at www.sarahdoyle.co.uk

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