Time is running out. I have to accept my own Donald Trump before he takes over and actually does something really stupid.
Trump loves whatever he says.
He doesn’t think before talking.
He loves attention. (I think my Trump is writing this poem.)
He loves to say crazy things and not agree with them the next minute.
He thinks he is really unique and worships himself.
He doesn’t like playing by the rules.
Hmmm. Sounds familiar.
My inner assistant Angie is keeping him in line
Angie knows when to say to my Trump:
“Shut the Fuck Up!”