by Orel Protopopescu

(with apologies to Rogers & Hammerstein)

What’s the use of wond’ring
if he’s evil or deranged,
or if you find his tweets and morals crass?
Oh, what’s the use of wond’ring
if he’ll blow the world to bits?
He’s their fellow and they’ll keep on
pretending he’s no ass.

Common sense may tell you
that the ending will be sad,
unless his party’s hiding honest souls.
But what’s the use of wond’ring
if there’s honor among thieves?
Nothing scares them like their leader,
except the latest polls.

Something made Trump the way that he is,
Big Macs or genes or drugs.
And something lets him keep what is his—
A base with a taste for thugs.

He calls all children “sacred,”
while he starves and cages some,
but nothing seems to make the Senate balk.
His bribes, assaults and treason,
they keep covering up like mad.
He’s their fellow and they need him,
so all the rest is talk.

Common sense may tell you
that the ending will be sad,
unless Trump’s party crashes at the polls.
But what’s the use of wond’ring
if we’ll end the nightmare soon?
Wily Fox chews truth to pieces,
with help from Russian trolls.