From - Poem: The boy stood on the burning deck. . .
THE DEMOCRAT'S PROJECT 2025
Bye - Bye Donnie
The loser stood on the burning deck,
Where all but he had fled.
The Democrats who caused the wreck,
Screamed "Off with that orange head!"
Yet beautiful and bright he stood,
As born to rule the storm,
A creature of heroic blood,
A proud, though child-like, form.
The flames rolled on - he would not go,
Without his MAGA's word.
As they sat faint in death below
His voice no longer heard.
Poetry by a troublemaker
John Watson
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