The Hunch – Facts of Note Arise, Damn!
(aka Trump’s Burning Per-Spire)
Trump’s still under an audit it’s true
Taking longer than most others do
But Trump’s wealth’s not shifty
Eight hundred and Fifty
Years laundering, it took to accrue
This MAGAnifique edifice
Is burning and starting to list
So quickly they must act
To account arty facts
That hopefully will not be missed
Like the portrait of Trump on the wall
That he bought at a charity ball
Using his foundation
For culture and nation
To make him look handsome and tall
And while Trump tries to dot all the “I”s
He feels certain he’s bought enough lies
But the washed up old rotter
Can’t hold anymore water
Than the tears, that this “Fire” man, he cries
So the roof it fell in with a wham
As Trump tweeted a carbuncle psalm
Before, deafened by bells,
He was rushed to the cells
For the crunch, tax not notarized, slam!