LEAKER of the HOUSE

maga-mike is a johnson, I jest
the kind decent people detest
he's a sick, twisted prick
his own bitch wouldn't trick
and a sick, drippy, limp one at best

About This Poem

Last Few Words: not sure about the word "trick" here. Can it be used as a verb? I mean, in that frame?

Style/Type: Structured: Western

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Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft