When Trump Wins His Fifth Term

When Trump wins his Fifth term
And all the Mexicans are now Texans
When all the oil bases is mine
And the Californians poison their own wine
When the kids are born with a MAGA stamp
The sign of the Orange Beast, Red Hat Reunion Camps
The tanks and giant flags
Rolling down every Main Street
The buzzed blonde heads of boys
Goose-stepping to the patriotic beats

I made a thousand dollars today
In the Android-Trump’s economy
Collected a wagon full of bitcoin at an abandoned gold mine
While playing Red Red Redemption Nine
In this Shiny Orange New World
Money is made online
Robots do the time
And everything seems fine to me
In Trumps shiny, fascist economy

And when I gaze out my window in the evening
And peer out over the walls
I see the glowing mushroom cloud glow
And know now that the children surely must know
That the end of the days of our lives are dreadful
All wrapped up in a nuclear cheese glow.

Sounds good to me...
Except for the mushroom cloud.

a reply to: EmmanuelGoldstein

Fake news!

a reply to: EmmanuelGoldstein

The first rule of Short Stories...

You don't drag the Mud Pit into Short Stories.

Bad form.

Guards!

Short story? More like a rambling delusional rant.

The Trump Derangement Syndrome runs deep with this one.
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a reply to: Lumenari

Off with their heads?

a reply to: pthena

On ATS, Short Stories is the Last Best Place.

So I''m not saying off with his head..