Was standing, chin up, at the top of the heap,

While his rivals, outgrabe in despair,

Mumbled “Curses!” “(deleted)!” and “(BLEEP!)”

And pulled what was left of their hair.

The wise men trembled as in haste they assembled

To figure out what might be done.

But every man’s face all the others resembled

As the list of ideas ran to none.

“This Trump’s a peculiar creature that won’t

Campaign in a commonplace mode;

Do all that you know and try all that you don’t,

It seems that he just can’t be slowed!”

“His utter inanity proves his insanity —

He is stupid and reckless and wild —

And full of profanity — oh, the humanity!”

The orator stopped, and wept like a child.

They fought him with reason, they fought him with sense —