Trump hates criticism, so he’s filing suit.
Don’t praise Trump enough? You’ll get punched in the snoot.
Those who read his lawsuit, say that it’s absurd;
It reads like it’s written by a horse petoot.

The New York Times writings, to which Trump referred,
Don’t praise him enough or they flip him the bird.
Trump claims that he’s self-made; the paper casts doubt.
Marks of his genius? Donald’s record is blurred.

A hard look at Donald, finds way too much out,
Just cash, prestige, power, that’s all he’s about.
And Trump’s narcissism requires constant praise.
If he isn’t praised, he will file suit and pout.

The Trump reputation has seen better days.
His mind seems to wander in chaotic haze.
Trump wants to wield power just like Vladimir.
But Putin ignores him when Trump sends bouquets.

There’s one goal that Donald makes perfectly clear:
That is to be someone that we all revere,
If there’s criticism, a suit is en route.
Eructate or defecate, we must all cheer.

Trump’s thin epidermis, of growing repute,
Is showing us no one’s allowed to dispute
All policies, tariffs, we have to stand mute,
No matter which ones the facts clearly refute.