On road to Rome in Georgia state,
Trump, pumped up with drugs and steroids,
Exhorts goons to intimidate,
As he scratches his hemorrhoids.
This final day of campaigning,
For a further bout of madness,
Is no longer entertaining,
Riven as it is with badness.
We will need a giant needle,
To Prise obese, stubborn, whelk out
From the shell where he does wheedle,
Lie, prestidigitate and shout.
He’ll wriggle, he’ll struggle, cry fake,
But in the end he’ll have to go,
Revealed as a broken snowflake,
Blown by the wind from Ohio.

Harry Rogers In the Red Bedroom, 2nd November 2020.