"[It was] a narcissistic injury, the likes of which he'd never get over." ---Mary Trump
His ego stood bruised,
...Shattered;
"Down in the ditch"
His soul became rancid,
And blackened as pitch.
Just WHAT did DEAR DADDY do?
['Back in the day']
To cause the wee Donald
To act in this way?
All "shrinks" in this country
Steadfastly agree,
There's no one quite like him:
"The Bad D.J.T."
'Seems certain the seeds of his
Malice peaked early, for he
Treats our fair nation
With
scorn, cavalierly...
His narcissistic injury is one
He can't quell; poor Donald's
Frail brain lives in torment
And hell...
Thanks, Mary Trump, for
Your insight and candor;
The unvarnished
truth needs no
"Big Lie" to pander !!
Poem by L.P.-G./ 1-7-2022
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