Now Donald Trump and J. D. Vance
Are doing the White Christian dance.
The rhythm, White Supremacy,
The melody, men wear the pants.

They favor a plutocracy,
Just a touch of theocracy,
And keeping women in their place,
To cure what ails Democracy.

They need to fool the Trumpist base,
Subliminally, make the case
For Project 2025,
While denigrating the Black race.

Republicans took a deep dive
To keep the Trumpist dream alive.
In sewage with Trump and J. D.,
They watch the Harris campaign thrive.

Confined in Donald’s custody,
They’re cursed by their own perfidy.
The bloom is off their old romance.
They’ve made their own Greek tragedy.

As Donald Trump and J. D. Vance
Do Trump’s resentment-fueled dance,
We’re watching Donald’s numbers sink.
And Kamala is wearing pants.