Ok, I watched his hair,
But then, when I closed my eyes and listened,
I saw the rhetoric fly through the air,
He spit random statistics that ain't true,
Then burned his own straw man,
Painting a peaceful and calm middle east,
Unfurled by an incompetent Clinton,
Describing terrorists and murderers,
Flowing o'er the border,
Police under threat by vi'lent someones,
Then bewailed lost order.
He riled up pride,
The world must fear America again,
And the one person to do it is him.