At the White House,
and man, what a scene!
His words were
bouncing off all the walls,
Just like a ball in
a pinball machine.
His disjointed rantings and ravings
Made little if any
sense.
He sucked up to the
president
More than even
Michael Pence.
Rambling about the
13th Amendment,
The Unabomber, and
then trap doors,
He ended the strange
concoction of thoughts
With a weird
reference to thirteen floors.
To him, Trump is a
father figure.
To prove how much he
is fan,
Whenever he wears
his MAGA cap,
It makes him feel
like Superman.
Illegal guns,
tasting fine wines,
And liberals
controlling blacks
Through racism? You
wanted to say,
Calm down, Kanye.
Try to relax.
One thing is
certain: We can see
From trying to
follow his monologue threads,
That Kanye needs
some serious help.
Kanye, please get
back on your meds!
-by Bob B (10-14-18)
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