There was a round and orange man with worms inside his heart.
\nHis racist landlord daddy taught him tricks right from the start,
\nthen handed him the billions he had scammed throughout his life.
\nBut orange boy had blown most of it by his second wife.
\nHe bankrupted casinos, hotels, universities.
\nHe had construction done and often ran off on the fees.
\nBy the time he bought his third wife, he owed many lenders.
\nThese were guys who’d break your back and not just dent your fenders.
\nMany promises were made, and deals under the table.
\nDirty deeds would be his life, as long as he was able.
\nThen, like a deep-fried chicken bone that’s plucked of all its meat,
\nhe’ll be thrown, alone, defeated, out into the street,
\nlaughed at behind closed doors by old cronies and fat cats,
\ndoomed by his own deeds now to be carried off by rats.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"