NON-DISCLAIMER:
This is a work of poetry; as such, it is the product of the author's
imagination, and any resemblance to
actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is definitely
not coincidental in any way, shape, or form. On the contrary, it is clearly intended
to enlighten the reader as to the character of the splashy, hubris-filled blowhard
now playing hack actor playing at playing the role of the most powerful man in
the world—a part soon to be assumed and straightaway transmogrified into a bit player’s
nightmare by a most desperately driven, artful director called Nemesis.
Used to be You could tell how
Hot you were from how Much fake precipitation dripped
From your forehead As you manipulated your way
Up Broadway to no end—what A farce, my no longer cool friend!
No more easily anticipated Big splash round the bend,