Trump Days Are Over
Iowa
Hit him like a train on a track.
Coming towards him; stuck still; no turning back.
He hid behind pollsters, and he hid on his plane.
He flew to New Hampshire, and there he remained.
In all his worst dreams, he never thought he could lose.
Now he’s behind, staring up at Ted Cruz.
The Trump days are over.
The Trump days are done.
The pundits are gloating
That his race is run. . .
Parody of “Dog Days Are Over” by Florence Welch/Isabella Summers (Forgive me, Flo)
Note: This was written months ago in anticipation of a Cruz victory. In reality, I don’t think Trump is finished yet, but this was too good to waste. A discussion of the state of the Trump campaign will follow in a subsequent post.