Opposing Views

Opposing Views

A Poem by Bob B

(An experiment, this poem can be sung to the tune of "America" from West Side Story.)

 

(Fans)

Donald Trump, oh,

You fearless leader.

Of praise you are so deserving.

Never liking what critics say…

And always hoping they'll go away.

 

(Critics)

Donald Trump, oh,

You nasty leader--

One who’s so blind and self-serving.

Only caring about the rich.

Your biggest concerns: your sales pitch,

And the people who snitch,

And the money you earn,

And the people you burn….

When will they ever learn

How you're destroying this nation?

And still you expect admiration!

 

(Fans)

We all agree we like Donald Trump.

We want to be more like Donald Trump.

Our cup of tea: it is Donald Trump.

 

(Critics)

Lying is key when you're Donald Trump.

 

(Fans)

We want to visit his tower.

 

(Critics)

Watch him accumulate power!

 

(Fans)

We think he rules us with finesse.

 

(Critics)

Though he's an autocrat, too. Yes?

 

(Fans)

Drilling off shore: that's with Donald Trump.

He'll never bore you--not Donald Trump.

Job growth will soar with our Donald Trump.

 

(Critics)

Tariffs galore with your Donald Trump!

 

(Fans)

We're going to vote for him next year!

 

(Critics)

It's hard to believe you are sincere.

 

(Fans)

The man is great; don't forget it.

 

(Critics)

Sorry, you're going to regret it.

 

Immigrants fear Mr. Donald Trump.

They won't go near Mr. Donald Trump.

One thing is clear about Donald Trump:

A racketeer he is--Donald Trump!

 

(Fans)

He says we all should do all right.

 

(Critics)

If you are rich and if you’re white!

 

(Fans)

Four more years will be a blessing.

 

(Critics)

Four more years would be distressing!

 

(Fans)

Well, don't you know that with Donald Trump

Stocks will all grow, yes, with Donald Trump?

You'll make more dough, yes, with Donald Trump.

 

(Critics)

With quid pro quo, yes, with Donald Trump.

 

(Fans)

If he wins, we're gonna be glad.

 

(Critics)

If he wins, we’re gonna be sad.

 

(Fans)

Certainly, no one can beat him.

 

(Critics)

Anyone, you must defeat him!

 

(All)

La la la la la la la…la…la…

La la la la la la la…la…la…

La la la la la la la…la…la…

La la la la la la la…¡Olé!

 

-by Bob B (6-19-19)

© 2019 Bob B


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Added on June 20, 2019
Last Updated on June 22, 2019