that is the president is a crook

of course, anyone could have known it
people wrote whole books to detail it
there were multiple biographies of him
minute documentation of dirty dealings
but those authors weren’t allowed out
on the main-lame stream media shows
until well after he had the nomination
he was that all powerful businessman
he had impeccable reality show credentials
he was a billionaire (despite all his debts)
he was a haymaker taking us from behind
clean as fresh nappy from their laundry
he swam fearless through stinking swamp
the biggest bad-ass predator on the stage
not a drop of blood on his itty-bitty hands
they would all wait for his jet plane door
to finally open to end the deadly dead time
they admitted he might not be good for America
but he sure was wonders for their bottom line
and, of course, they were all sexual predators, too
and someone just had to leak the tape revealing
he was the leader of the pack, predatory pack
that like them young but nothing is like a scandal
to stir the pot and, oh, what a pot belly pot boiler
he was as they discovered slowly, ever so lowly
what anyone could have known before it began
the President is a crook Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
the President was a crook Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
the President will always be a crook Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!


James Van Looy has been a fixture in Boston’s poetry venues since the 1970s. He is a member of Cosmic Spelunker Theater and has run poetry workshops for Boston area homeless people at Pine Street Inn and St. Francis House since 1992. Van Looy leads the Labyrinth Creative Movement Workshop, which his Labyrinth titled poems are based on. His work appears weekly in Oddball Magazine.