imPeaching a Pumpkin

~imPeaching a Pumpkin~

Once upon a time, a Trumpian Pumpkin

was running real rotten, Giving out Blumpkins

to all of the Russians.

Gypsy grabbing, back stabbing, pill head

filled his patch with newts, flies, and toads,

it's right to refute this fruit’s overripe stank

that spews from its orifices out of each, dank pore,

Sad that half of us won’t fact check,

and want another Four more.


Nicknames for colleagues are as cool as Nickelback,

yet you still tweet ‘Cryin’ Chuck’, and such, you ‘Lyin’ Fuck,’

as you shit stacks

from a feast of McDonald’s and some dick on a spit,

Creating a full on tar pit of lies and old fries.

Is this why your illegal Third Wife

hates you and lives another life

Alone with your son in a different



Your fate

in history is sealed with laughter,

not With, but At, because your Act will age like milk,

The Swamp you sown with slimy silk is the ilk

Of the pissed off man-boy Apprentice,

Orange somedays, Red as Satan these,

Your record reminds me of the Pastors

that mastered pedophilia,

while your People hide your Crimes behind a Confession Wall,

That you’ll never get to build haha!


All I can smell is the cesspool of a fool.

I detect a foreign German

gourd in a suit,

Respect the orange Sermon,

with his seeds on your chin.

Keep the greed. Swallow the sin.

Spin this the other way

the Party of hypocrites would be crying for Tea,

throwing fits, banging pots, covered in their own pee.


The defensive Red-bottomed monkeys are seriously so funny,

They Pray to the Pumpkin, but end up as his dummy.

~ Carmelloyello

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Finally found someone deserving of a rhyme for 'orange' [4th stanza].