Gump to POTUS Trump

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Gump to POTUS Trump
By Arley Steinhour 020817

Dear, Mister, POTUS Trump,
I'd like to speak, as Forest Gump,
'Stupid is as Stupid does,' a Bump,
If you repent your Promises, Ker-plump.

You, Promised us, ever so well,
The Wrongs created would burn in Hell,
That you would ever so quickly Dispel,
The Things, Obamacare failed to Tell.

Now, it seems you take Advice,
From a source, that doesn't believe,
In what you promised, that'd suffice,
Removal of what's up, Forty-four's Sleeve.

I know you're not Perfect, like Jesus,
But when He made a promise, to us,
You could run over it with a Bus,
And none of us would make a Fuss.

Half-way measures won't work, dear Sir,
You took the reins of Wild Stallion,
While you work hard, to trim off the Fur,
Forty Four, is out winning, fancy Medallion.

I'm Old, and I'm Crusty, from Years at Sea,
I've visited, Ports, from East, to West,
Asking questions, about the people I see,
That I could understand which is the Best.

The USA came out, so far ahead,
Of any other country I espied,
Obama was only the frosting on Head,
As for Decades, our leaders have Lied.

Promised a seat, in the New Revelation,
The, 'One World System of Government,'
We surmised that Democratic, be the Nation,
Ignorant of Islam, as it hid on Escarpment.

You, Must have the People, supporting your lead,
Or, you will find that you have failed in the Task,
Of leading this Nation back to Greatness of Deed,
If you don't follow God's Lead, and you 'don a Mask.'

I doubt that you'll see this, but, I had to try,
To warn you of danger, that follows your life,
The 'Lib-tards,' are anxious that you might die,
We need a Leader, not sound of Drum and Fife.

But if your need die, to complete our God's Work,
Give it your all, as we resist Satan's coming,
I doubt we will, but, give all, that none can Smirk,
Even if He calls us at Rapture, before Second Coming.

AMEN