Isn't news depressing?
No more window dressing;
it's brutal, insanely sad;
the whole world's gone quite mad.

The North Koreans want to **** us,
there's no one they can soundly trust;
the dreamers now corralled, sent home,
no more in USA to roam.

Born unaware, of any place,
they find their roots are hard to trace;
US babies, raised here, now deported,
don't return, you'll be reported.

Immigrants, at first, widely hailed,
are now the foe;  our policies, failed;
we'll build a wall to keep you out,
you'll simply have to turn about.

We've a president - Mr. Businessman,
he does things we don't understand;
he's not always right, so goes the song,
but by God,    he ain't never wrong!