they say the Shadow knows
but I'm not really sure
it missed the President
I hoped it might obscure
no Shadow lingers there
in Washington D.C.
don't look into the skies
there's nothing there to see
and yet there is a Shadow
upon the President
the man is in the dark
he's earned our discontent
that guy has got to go
the nation's had enough
so he should just resign
it's going to get rough
a demon eats the sun
the natives were not wrong
for Trump has blocked the light
that makes the nation strong
you say it has not happened
since very long ago
in fact in 1918
the sun put on this show
but what goes on with Trump
no Shadow really knows
we have not seen this act
he strives for lower lows
but still I have great hopes
there comes a better day
when Trump is finally gone
the Shadow gone to stay
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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