In this line of chimpanzees, one of the monkeys
claimed he’d win the game; the same thought most of his flunkies.
A gigantic highball ready to raise—until
he took a fall, hosed by more than a nose.
Buzzkill, alright. Another douche filled
in, made the claim. So then loser had become his role.
Hey, how could he know that it wouldn’t be he?
So frequently did his mouth run. . .and self-centered tweets.
He kept on braying: “I’m the main man to gain.”
But the numbers were heading to the Canuck—that hurt!
He believed everything that he breathed.
But that is the narcissist’s station: “I’m God’s gift that ye receive!”
He’s lost some face, second place, lost some spark.
Craving love from all camps, but not enough of them would hark. . .
don’t cut it.

Es un perdedor.
Guy’s a loser namely. It wasn’t a thrill spree.
(Doubled down and got stopped)
Es un perdedor.
Guy’s a loser. Shamed, he. It wasn’t a thrill spree.

“Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare”
describes this crew and their holey echo chamber,
in which some are weasels, and nearly all make you gag,
slavering at polls, always whoring for some swag.
He once had a show, but the network said, “No job,
’cause your racist crap means that it’s gotta stop!”
He’s done for now, just a second string
in this round of dreck. . .slight hiatus in the posturing.
Did alright in the Hawkeye state,
Marco, who nearly trumped his “mate” who prates he’s so great.
Bide his time for clime of no tax, Granite, and a new fight.
Now choking up, he’s winless.

Es un perdedor.
Guy’s a loser. Shamed, he. It wasn’t a thrill spree
(a crazier dude beat him).
Es un perdedor.
Guy’s a loser, came he in second. . .no thrill spree
(mighty bubble pierced).
Pues. . .
(he ain’t knighted as the winner, but things gonna change—he can feel it!)
. . .pero, perdedor
is how he’s now fated; when will his first win be?
(This sure must grieve him.)
Es un perdedor.
To use Spanish: crazy!—
don’t like those who trill it.
Spreche ich Deutsch? Bisschen:
Er hat verloren.
Guy’s a loser, shamed he.
So when will a win be?
Northward, he’s praying.