The talk phrased as tweets is now some diminished.
“Great” expectations sounded by his crew.
Now more discreet, he’s trying to show you:
He can be tempered over what he used to do.
Donnie-come-“great”ly, the new id in town.
Not everyone loves him. Will they come around?

Some try to surmise what he’s gonna do and say.
Hopeless, pedantic; blew it in their ken;
So now they don’t smile; “We’re doomed!” what they say today.
Oracular arts wrong once again.

Donnie-come-hately, brings “yuge” id to town.
It’s not a love crew that’s making those sounds.

There’s so many things no one can know sure—
like, will the alt-right be his cynosure
and just what will be the closure?

A crock are the tweets—not exactly mind food.
In spite of that few have caught on: It’s a con.
He’s squawking away and has brought in some crazed-mind dudes.
If we could just eject them, there might be chance of a new dawn.

Scary and crazy
is the new id in town.
Some love him, insanely.
They’ll find they’re f**ked when they come around. And sigh, cry.
There’s a new id in town.
Nuts is this one: new id in town.
Screw loose…many will be lost ’cause of the new id.
Crew’s duped, and most will get buggered by the new id in town.
Crew’s screwed by the new id in town.
They don’t want to hear it:
’bout the new id in town.
They don’t want to hear it now,
’bout the new id in town.
Shoulda sent him packin’,
’cause the new id in town
their fudge will be packin’.
There’s a new id in town.