The Trojan Horse of Russia

©07-31-2018, Olan L. Smith

With the sinking of the Trumpet,

The little trump was dumped,

As Woodward's mighty pen

Fired many volleys in,

The golden trump was selfish,

He stood to lie again,

But the truth of his follies would

Sink the ship again.

The sinking of the Trumpet

Would prove the trump was dumb,

As Woodward's mighty pen

Fired many volleys in.

He knew the time was coming

With all his chips cashed in,

The Trojan horse of Russia

Wouldn't be our guest again.

The sinking of the Trumpet

Showed the trumpet was a goose,

He laid an egg, and on it sat

The shell was mighty thin,

For the sinking of the Trumpet

Would protect the world again.

The Trump was a tweeter

He tweeted out again,

The many lies he favored

Spat out his mouth again,

For the sinking of the Trumpet

Was a self-inflicted sin.

He knew the time was coming

With all his chips cashed in,

The Trojan horse of Russia

Wouldn't be our guest again.

(A.N. This song is written to the tune of "The Sinking of the Bismarck." It is light-hearted, and is satire.)