Goons and loons and mean cartoons,

waiting for a week for their messiah,

now rejoice the day arrived with patriotic tunes.

Tonight they’ll get to hear their king, the liar.

Not just folks from Tulsa, but people near and far,

in their best U.S. paraphernalia,

have made the pilgrimage by plane, bus, truck and car.

It’s like a carnival whose theme is failure.

Most won’t wear masks and no one asks

to keep the recommended social distance.

In his holy image his base basks.

They’ll jam themselves indoors at his insistence.

The covid spray that rules the day

will flout its germy science in the night.

Two weeks from now you’ll hear these Okies say,

“Perhaps ignoring experts wasn’t right.”