It’s been hinted that Joe Biden will tear down the southern wall,
and have it moved to 666 Fifth Ave.
One assumes the Kushner/Trump alliance won’t like that at all.
The wall’s the only souvenir they have.
But then it could be used to keep debt collectors away.
And pasted up with signs for twenty-four.
“I’ll put this back when I am re-elected,” it might say.
Meanwhile, he won’t be answering the door.
And if antifa members try to desecrate his wall,
and spray it with slogans like “Black Lives Matter,”
then Trump might post himself outside with Teddy’s great big stick,
and scream, “You be the ball. I’ll be the batter.”
Ivanka just might use the wall to brand her haute couture,
a clothing line for rapists and drug dealers.
And Jared might sell framed chunks, trying to work down his debt.
He’s already sent the Saudis several feelers.
DJ and Eric can use parts to set up their new scam,
a petting zoo for just endangered species.
“We won’t have to kill them if this works,’ said junior Don.
“We might even make tacos from their feces.”
So, say goodbye to your great fence, good people of the south.
Some day it may return if things go wrong.
If not, perhaps it will be purchased by the band Pink Floyd,
and resurrected just to play their song.

(“If you don’t eat yer meat, you can’t have any pudding.”)