We Will Survive

In rainy DC on his day inaugurated,

Attendance numbers were grossly inflated.

The Tulsa turnout? An underwhelming farce.

Those few in the stands dozed, bored and sparse.

Career executives he cannot sustain.

'Round and 'round he circles the drain

While struggling his bravado to maintain.

In denial, he represses his deep-seated fear

As the inevitable end of his term grows near.

Appointees have quit; his fan base has shrunk.

His lifeboats have left; his Titanic has sunk.

We'll soon say goodbye to a small-minded punk.

--Will Walsh 2020