By: Cedric McClester

Finally the bar has been reached
He’s the third president we’ve impeached
And history will serve to teach
What happens when the law has been breached
I hope that you’re listening to me
He’ll go down in infamy
For the entire world to see
That Congress had him up a tree

Where it will go from here?
Is an open question, it would appear
But one thing has to be clear
He’s deserving of a Bronx cheer
Now his face is an orange tinge
And he’s become unhinged
He’s gone on a Twitter binge
Vowing to get his revenge

He’s guilty of obstruction and abuse
But he has the perfect excuse
So you won’t see him calling a truce
He continues to cook his own goose
Now he’ll go down in history
As one of a few -  only three
And the evidence was the key
That locked him to his own destiny

It no longer a reality game
So much for the brand, that’s his name
Which he’s engulfed in shame

And he’ll never be quite the same
By history he’ll be poorly judged
Now that his name has been smudged
We have to see if he’s forced to budge
Off of the ground that he’s trudged




















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