The Senate barely passed Donald’s great Big Beautiful Bill.
What the Senate swallowed is a great big, poisonous pill.
But mostly just poor folks will die, so no one gives a shit,
At least none of the Senators who cast their votes for it.

So, Medicaid’s slashed for the poor to give more to the rich,
And everybody knows that’s true; reality’s a bitch.
So, screw the poor, give to the rich; so says the GOP.
Give billionaires a tax cut; that is Donald’s recipe.

Trump’s selling bibles, shoes, and crypto; and now it’s perfume.
Trump says its scent is “winning,” for his profits are in bloom.
The White House, Mar-a-Lago, both are showrooms for his “merch.”
To follow Trump’s corruption, you don’t need to do research.

Trump’s schemes are working so far, since he’s fooled his MAGAtry.
These selfish rich still send in cash; that smells like bribery.
Will they think it was cash well spent when Trump cheats them as well?
He likes you ‘til you’re all used up; ask Elon, down in Hell.

For Trump it’s all superlatives: “The Greatest” this or that.
His profits, a tsunami, what his office has begat.
No other president has ever piled cash up so fast,
While Democrats and ethicists stand mouths agape, aghast.

Strip billions from our poor’s health care and take food from poor kids.
You’re violating everything your Christian faith forbids.
So, when you stand before Saint Peter on your Judgement Day,
You should not be all that surprised when he turns you away.