The Muumuu Prescription
Clad in her muumuu, Hillary of course
Would have confronted Putin valiantly.
He would have learned at last to dread her force
Of character. She would have made him see
That he could only timidly agree
To her demands. He would have bowed and scraped
Before the signs of her colostomy.
Her fierce resolve he couldn’t have escaped.
Oh, what a contrast! For the Trumpster shaped
A presser that made Brennan and McCain
Crap in their underwear. He foully raped
The Deep State’s dignity. Oh, psychic pain!
Oh, anguish of the Swamp’s insistent crew!
If only Trump had worn a muumuu, too!