Poetry Wars With The Donald

I was surprised to see likely Republican Presidential candidate Donald Trump read a poem at his most recent rally (video here: https://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/this-is-how-fascism-comes-to-america/2016/05/17/c4e32c58-1c47-11e6-8c7b-6931e66333e7_story.html?hpid=hp_no-name_opinion-card-b%3Ahomepage%2Fstory)

Fear-mongering and xenophobia are not really my areas of expertise, but I dip and dabble in poetry a bit, so here's a reply to his reading of Al Wilson's "The Snake":

On the way to the voting booth
Past the train tracks and the dump
A portion of the populace began to favor Trump
His billions (okay, millions) (maybe, thousands) seemed impressive
And no one seemed too bothered that his ego was excessive
"Donald," they cried, "please take care of everything
"Save our country, you big phony,
"Save our country, piece of scum,
"Save us all, you toupe'd idiot" cried the very dumb

The Donald smiled charmingly, and gestured with small hands -
"Perhaps a little Wagner?" he conducted to the band,
The music started blaring, the people cried and cheered,
A couple women threw their keys; to them, the Donald leered,
"Save our country, you big phony,
"Save our country, piece of scum,
"Save us all, you toupe'd idiot" cried the very dumb

The country cast its votes, and the nation thus adjourned;
All Mexicans and immigrants and 'others' grew concerned;
They'd come here with th'promise that this was the Land of Free,
But now it bent towards fascism, 'cuz of some guy on TV -
"Save our country, you big phony,
"Save our country, piece of scum,
"Save us all, you toupe'd idiot" cried the very dumb

O Children, please believe, that we had the best intentions,
But as the leader's power grew, we held no interventions,
So pile up your suitcases, and hook 'em to the plow,
'Cuz (this is how it always goes) WE'RE THE 'OTHERS' NOW
"Save our country, you big phony,
"Save our country, piece of scum,
"Save us all, you toupe'd idiot" cried the very dumb