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As is well known, celebrities’ names endure through decades or centuries when entertaining poems, songs and other such propaganda are written about them. Here is one about Donald Trump (aka Donald TACO ).
DONALD TACO
sung to the tune of “The Ballad of Davy Crockett” [also, the Beverly Hillbillies TV theme song], with apologies to Disney and to whomever else the rights may concern. There are various versions– with different verses and lyrics.
Born a Baby Boomer in New York’s Queens,
with the real-estate- biz in its-infancy.
Daddy gave him the goods,
so he held every key.
He became a slum lord, when he was only three.
Donald, Donald TACO,
naming the wild frontier.
Through the decades, he fought legal wars,
till his biz-opponents FLIPPED,
and his credit was restored.
Lawyers and PR handled this, risky-chore.
He made himself a legend, forever more.
Donald, Donald TACO,
whitewashing history.
When he lost Atlantic City, golfing was his victory-lap.
He wrote a few books. His deal-school turned to crap.
Even while in hiding, he kept greatness on tap.
He invented New York City, on the map.
Donald, Donald TACO, avoiding jail free and clear.
While building his homes, his golfing never done.
When the Apprentice firings had just begun,
he plotted with his lawyers and his hired guns,
and lit out a smearin’ to have political fun.
Donald, Donald TACO,
the leading dictator here.
His name is biggest.
Now he needs a rest,
from real-estate-to-show-biz,
to the political crest.
He just recently passed the world-peace test.
His propaganda and dominance,
are the best.
Donald, Donald TACO,
king of this occupied sphere.
King of this occupied sphere.