Look Good, Do Bad

Mr President is off on his jet
Preceded by his big Quiff,
He checks once more in a mirror,
That it’s starched and completely stiff,

Executive orders everywhere,
Complex tariff thuggery,
Honey badger, he just don't care,
Covert fiscal buggery.

America doesn't need the oil,
They don’t mind a bad rap,
Just as long as the world
Knows who controls the tap.

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