Our new toastmaster Has skin of alabaster And hair that’s a disaster Yet he throws insults faster Than a rocket blaster Adding insult to injury The man happens to be Our Chief Executive, see
We used to call it ranking Our unique way of spanking Opponents who were banking On their wit while pranking Those that they would clown By trying to put down The victims that they found Seems that is still around
Without mentioning names Some still play those childish games They make outrageous claims In furtherance of their aims And seemingly succeed Yes they do indeed They’re of a different breed
Somewhere in King James I believe the Bible frames To stop fanning the flames And put away childish games A lesson of concern That you know who, should learn Perhaps we should be stern In saying in hell he’ll burn