Valhalla Nostalgia
Valhalla Nostalgia
By Arley Steinhour 121316
The Tempest, Raging on the Sea,
Cannot compare to what I See,
With, Trump, Elected, Rightfully,
Liberals are crying 'Foul,' with Glee.
The 'deck,' was stacked, at the Start,
Favoring Hilary, to Win, A-la-Cart,
No matter how the Votes did Go,
Shifted, to her, that she'd Win the Show.
But, God decided to clean the Slate,
To let the 'College' clean the 'Plate,'
Eureka, Trump won, with many to Spare,
And, Liberals, cried Foul, 'She should be There.'
Too Late, they realized that God could Win,
By zeroing the Graft; so, Trump didn't Sin,
Voting Machines were found that cheated,
So that, Liberal be selected, however meted.
As with, Constitutional Determination,
The 'College,' is the only count, for Election,
Individual count went, to Liberal Persuasion,
Conservative however, Won, the Nation.
What, months ago, quizzically questioned,
'Would Conservative accept defeat as mentioned,'
'Shoe, that's on other foot,' Liberals offer Derision,'
When the Liberal needed to make the Same Decision.
POTUS, Elect's name comes, full, into Play,
As he 'Trumps,' the Hatred, in his own Way,
Presenting himself, as a Real Man of God,
May mandate his Rule, with an Iron Rod.
The 'Change,' of Eight years, ago,
Has a Different Slant, to Show,
With, Trump, 'In the Saddle,'
Many Liberals, will 'Skedaddle.'
Only, one thing to say, more,
'May you easily find the door,
That leads to Valhalla,
To feed your Nostalgia.'
AMEN
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