Foxy Toxy - Debate - Poem by Ima Ryma
Foxy Toxy did a debate
For Repubbie Prez wannabes,
Who most of the time had to wait
For Foxy hosts to shoot the breeze,
Huffing and puffing this and that,
Of quips and questions to pump more
Of gotcha into the chit chat.
Poll gods forbid a ratings bore.
Trump was the only one who dared
Take on the moderating game.
Top cable ratings ever aired,
That's Foxy Toxy's only aim.
For Foxy Toxy guests, a tip -
The hosts will grab most of the lip.
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