along with the goldplated…
(Please be sure to note punctuation in the preceding post)
Waffle Iron of Office,
the cannabis ingesting paraphernalia,
and the dingo altimeters,
but forgot his socks.
And no socks meant
enemy squirrels could smell
him from miles off!
They salivated from afar,
and plotted to ingeniously
climb atop him while
he sank into the
tarn, near the ruins
of Trump Tower, which
was filled with smelly
, rotting Trump Steaks. The
Health Department protested, but
to no avail. Meanwhile,
on distant Helicon VII,
they demanded rotting steak