Poem – The New Black (Donald Trump)

The New Black
(Donald J Trump)

I want a man in a red tie and suit
who’d wipe the floor with me at Monopoly
but not trivial pursuit.

I want a man who has his own tower
and whose hair always looks
like he’s just stepped out of the shower.

I want a man who really understands
the pain of finding gloves
to fit freakishly small hands.

I want a man who’ll sing karaoke
we’ll duet with our favourite song –
Ivory and Ivory.

I want a man passionate in his loving
and when he holds me, he’ll make a face,
like he’s taken something hot from the oven.

I want a man whose drive is never-ending
and in return I’ll forget about
the criminal charges that are pending.

I want a man who’ll give me my land back
move over Obama orange is the new black.

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