DEAR DONALD, DON’T BE SO BRASH

DEAR DONALD, DON’T BE SO BRASH

Dear Donald, please don’t be so brash,
There’s talk everywhere about your cash.
Rumours are flying from place to place,
With pots of gold thrown in the race.

Some may reach for the rainbow bright,
Some may wonder if it feels right.
Some won’t look at the gold at all,
They’ll make their choice when the ballots call.

Don’t put a price upon their voice,
Just stand your ground and give them choice.
Speak your piece and make your case,
Then let the voters run the race.

You need no gold to win their ear,
Just say your words both loud and clear.
If they believe you’re their right choice,
They’ll tell you freely with their voice.

No pot of gold should lead the way,
No rainbow promise on voting day.
Let people pick as people choose,
And in the end — you win or lose.

So Donald, listen, here’s my plea,
Let every single vote be free.
Then win with pride or take the loss,
Because the people are still the boss.

And until then, dear Donald, behave yourself,
Sit yourself down quiet on the shelf.