Hey Mr Donald Trump! Do you know your rump?: A poem 

Hey Mr Donald Trump! 

You know too well your rump 

The world is sore and bump 

So, are you chimp or chum? 

You know the trick and fix 

for all the Toms, Harrys and Dicks 

And Elon Musk can busk 

that he got you your cake rusk 

But it was me who got you it all 

The sweat and toil (for free), do you recall? 

It is not my bloody fault 

that you get hijacked by Prakash Saint Paul! 

You can have Saturn 

and Venus too, in return 

But I am never ever done 

All know that I am even mightier than the sun! 

You can charge some ten, some twenty 

But I swear I won’t be dainty 

if you think you can punish India 

I’ll teach you your lessons for what you are!