The Hoax Keeps Striking

donnie says climate change is a hoax. 

donnie says the news is a fake. 

But there are a lot of floods that coax, 

Reports of fires and hurricanes that shake;

God in his heaven;

And all right with the world;

Oh, that Divine Leaven;

To the human Heaven;

That says:

I’m sure that donnie will get to the bottom of it.

In between fit after fit; 

Hormuz being open.

Iran being wrapped up; 

The World is just hopin'.

After the World Cup;

To just get together;

But donnie says no;

And all that bad weather; 

Is just fake for show;

To make donnie look bad;

As he always does;

And that is so sad;

Just becuz, just becuz.

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But the poem is an optimist.

A partisan, even.

donnie will have a lot of time to spend on other hoaxes. 

If everything inconvenient is labeled a hoax, then nothing real can be addressed.

And that's the deal.

The donnieDeal.

Or so it might seem.

To some.

Who still think.

Or muse.

Or drink.

Or use.

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