SMART WOMEN
The Emperor hates and attacks
Smart women who question his facts.
He says they're all quite dim,
And publicly shames and reviles them
For having the brains that he lacks.
SMART WOMEN
The Emperor hates and attacks
Smart women who question his facts.
He says they're all quite dim,
And publicly shames and reviles them
For having the brains that he lacks.
DAILY RANTS
The Emperor daily rants
Against the hated immigrants.
Unless they're young and pretty,
And just a bit dim-witty.
Then something happens in his pants.
MOST OFFENSIVE TRAIT
The Emperor's energy comes from hate.
He thinks it's hate that makes him great.
It means he doesn't have a friend,
Only those who just pretend.
It is his most offensive trait.
ESCAPE FROM OZ
The Emperor laughs at all the laws.
He breaks them all without pause.
Laws are only for his foes,
And none of them really knows
If there is any escape from Oz.
HOME IN A HEARSE
The Emperor is known to nurse
A grievance against the universe.
He says we're all so unfair,
So we'd better take care,
Or he might send us home in a hearse.
ALSO BUFFOONS
The Emperor's goons
Are like a pack of baboons.
They're not only scum,
But exceedingly dumb,
Not only poltroons, but also buffoons.
A BIT ICK
The Emperor was feeling a bit ick.
Physically or mentally, he was sick.
It could have been either way,
It was hard to say.
Perhaps it was just because he was a dick.
A LICK OF SENSE
The Emperor speaks so much nonsense,
None of it based on evidence.
But his minions believe his lies,
Rather than their eyes,
Because none of them has a lick of sense.
A NAME OF SHAME
The Emperor's palace has a wall of fame.
All of them emperors, including his name.
Though all the names are in gilt,
It's a wall of guilt,
Ending with a name of shame.
THE GREAT DICTATOR
The Emperor, also known as the Great Dictator,
Called everyone a traitor
Who was loath
To break his oath
To obey the law, rather than be a desecrator.
THE EMPEROR'S LICE
The Emperor doesn't like to be nice.
That's why he likes ICE.
They're brutal and fascist
And rule with a fist.
They are the Emperor's lice.
THE WIDOWS WEEP
Blood drips from the Emperor's hands
As he glad-hands killers from other lands.
The blood of their dead
Stains their hands just as red,
And the widows weep in their thousands.
HIS AUTOCRACY
The Emperor loves the aristocracy.
They are so much better than democracy.
Democracy says people
Are born free and equal.
It's the opposite of his autocracy.
BURN THE FUTURE
The Emperor has issued the command
That we burn the Homeland.
He wants to see the fire
Climb higher and higher,
As we burn the future into a wasteland.
FOR MARJORIE
The Emperor demands complete loyalty.
If you don't bow and pledge your fealty,
He will frown and cut you down.
Then, no matter your renown,
You will be just history.
THE KOOL-AID
So we know what to think
The Emperor gives us Kool-Aid to drink.
It tastes really bad,
And makes us all sad,
And later we all need a shrink.
PLACE THE BLAME
The Emperor loves his name.
Everything must proclaim his fame.
So, when everything goes bust,
And the coins and buildings turn to rust,
We will know where to place the blame.
LIKES THEM YOUNG
They say the Emperor likes them young.
He lusts for them with drooling tongue.
He says he gives them such a thrill
When he moves in for the kill,
But Stormy says he's not well hung.
THE SIGHT OF GOLD
The Emperor loves the sight of gold.
It covers the castle like mold.
It's all very wacky,
And makes him look tacky,
As this parvenu peasant we behold.
ALL SUCH SLIMES
As in many other times,
The Emperor's minions committed crimes.
None were sorry,
None had to worry,
As the Emperor pardoned all such slimes.
HIS POUFFY HAIR
The Emperor loves his pouffy hair.
He pretends he doesn't care,
But he carefully sprays it every day.
That doesn't mean to say he's gay,
It's just his private love affair.
ODIOUS FREAKS
The castle has a rancid reek
Caused by the Emperor's cruel streak.
His minions don't care,
Because his cruelty they share,
Making each of them an odious freak.
THE BEAUTY QUEEN
The Emperor did strut and preen
Because he married a beauty queen.
The fact that she was also dense,
And didn't have a speck of sense,
Made her his perfect female dream.
THE LAME
In order to increase his fame,
The Emperor wanted a nickname.
He suggested "the Great,"
But he was filled with such hate,
That we just called him "the Lame."
A CAPERING CLOWN
The Emperor wears his cruelty like a crown.
He thinks it brings him great renown.
But let the truth be told:
Before us we behold
A craven and capering clown.
HOME TO HELL
Everywhere the Emperor's minions fell.
It was the ringing of their death knell.
The tide was turning,
The people were coming,
To send him home to hell.
PURE DEMONIAC
The Emperor's hand is turning black.
It's much better than the zodiac
To show the world his true self:
A whiny whimpering wittle elf
With an inner soul that's pure demoniac.
HIS PUERILE POUT
Like a thug on the prowl,
The Emperor likes to scowl.
He thinks it makes him look so tough,
Though he's really just a puff,
And his puerile pout is just a howl.
NO WEDDING RING
The Emperor wears no wedding ring.
He couldn't find one with that bling
That he felt he quite deserved.
And the Empress he just unnerved
When he gave to her a golden G-string.