Dirty Hairy
Weird dream once again
Last night
That Trump was giving a speech
In the street
When his secret service detail split
And, left
Unprotected, he was whipped
Into a smear
All that remained was his hair
Which crept back to the White House
And,
Although it couldn’t speak,
Continued to give press briefings
Daily
Flopping about before the news
Paper people who,
Still, expressed surprise
That it had not been removed
And that forty-five percent approved
Of its performance.