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Cardboard Thrones & Sharpie Crowns

Only I Can Fix It (Said No One Else)


He builds his throne from cardboard gold
Sells you courage, buys it cold
Wakes up screaming he’s the king
But it’s just Fox News whispering


Every deal ends with his name
Signed in Sharpie, none to blame
Till the tower walls all lean
He’ll still tweet he’s evergreen



In his smallest dreams
He’s the hero in all the memes
Every credit, none to share
Throws his people down the stairs


In his smallest dreams
He’s a titan, so it seems
But his wife avoids his touch
History won’t miss him much



Promises made, promises fled
Five bankruptcies stacked by his bed
Says he’s rich, says he’s wise
Sues the mirror for its lies


Golf carts line his hollow crown
Cabinet picks all shot down
Staffers quit before they’re fired
Truth’s a thing he never hired


“Only I can fix it all,” he cries
As competence curls up and dies
Needs applause like lungs need air
Throws allies under without a care


His wife counts down silent years
Masked by makeup, hidden tears
She won’t hold that trembling hand
Once they’re off camera’s command



In his smallest dreams
He owns every grand regime
But behind his orange beams
Are just his smallest dreams


In his smallest dreams
He’s immortal, so he deems
But tomorrow’s truth redeems
The world from his smallest dreams

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