Ode to the Grumpian Toadies
Once a small Grumpian Toad did feast on media streams
And grew so bigly ringing down bankruptcies and false dreams,
But gluttonous on Reality Shows, smearingly, he strode
With bellicose Ego to rule, wishfully, in tyrannical mode;
Impulsive, contradictory, a pathological liar,
Gathering lick-me toadies, flicking tweets into fascist mire.
One day, when facing democratic rule, feeling foolishly weakest,
He struck a foe on another land, beating his war chest;
But impending war unwound unintentional trials …
Fiery trails in the night skies, shattering 176 beautiful lives,
(With nary a tweet of condolence.)
Stop! Stop! this Grumpian Toad and his toadies! Enough!
Stop the shame. Stop the hate. Return to Truth.
Believe in Love.
Annemarie Berukoff
…a citizen of the world…watching and weeping
