NaPoWriMo 2020 Day 5 + April PAD Challenge 2020 Day 5 + April PAD Countdown Catch-Up Day 5: The Masque of the Orange Idiot

Image by John Hain from Pixabay

Like a pigeon from hell

The Red Death tripped the light fantastic in the door

To a nation helmed by a megalomaniac so wrapped up in himself

That he didn't hear it knocking

He didn't see it coming

He didn't smell the decay

Of the bodies lying in the streets

He was too busy tasting the saccharine

Of the lies he told himself

About how wonderful he was

To touch upon the truth

And so he heard the death knell

As a victory march

And his mind burst forth fireworks

In celebration of his assured triumph

Donald Trump, the despot monarch

Of the land of the freely dying

He said he didn't see this coming

Then argued that he always saw it coming

And took to Twitter to shitpost

Some stupid memes he cooked up

To magically distract from his cock-up

As the Red Death painted the town

King Don said the Red Death was all the fault

Of the Lamestream Media

And Hillary Clinton's emails

And Obama's microwave

Because they let the Chinese Virus

Come across the Mexican border

He emitted smoke from seven orifices 

Proclaiming he had other pussies to whip

So Nancy Pelosi better stop ironing his head

Raving narcissist lacking empathy

As stable as a sleeping volcano

Being rudely awakened

He flew through the corridors of the White House

Proclaiming "that ornery old lady Cie is a nasty woman"

"I will lock her up!" he cried

"She claims I am bigly responsible

For the Red Death dancing through the streets

But I will pound his ass into a quivering jelly

Because I am a very stable genius"

King Don continued ranting

Det ligger en hund begraven

There was no magic in this moment

The American flag dropped to the ground in despair

Night fell over the homeless sleeping in parking lots in Las Vegas

~sly has spoken~

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notes

This poem was penned by my politically-minded alter-ego, Sly Fawkes

Here is the list of prompts followed to create this poem.

Also included are the prompt Moment (for April PAD Challenge Day 5) and Magic(for April PAD Countdown Catch-Up Day 5)

Begin the poem with a metaphor.

Say something specific but utterly preposterous.

Use at least one image for each of the five senses, either in succession or scattered randomly throughout the poem.

Use one example of synesthesia (mixing the senses).

Use the proper name of a person and the proper name of a place.

Contradict something you said earlier in the poem.

Change direction or digress from the last thing you said.

Use a word (slang?) you’ve never seen in a poem.

Use an example of false cause-effect logic.

Use a piece of talk you’ve actually heard (preferably in dialect and/or which you don’t understand).

Create a metaphor using the following construction: “The (adjective) (concrete noun) of (abstract noun) . . .”

Use an image in such a way as to reverse its usual associative qualities.

Make the persona or character in the poem do something he or she could not do in “real life.”

Refer to yourself by nickname and in the third person.

Write in the future tense, such that part of the poem seems to be a prediction.

Modify a noun with an unlikely adjective.

Make a declarative assertion that sounds convincing but that finally makes no sense.

Use a phrase from a language other than English.

Make a non-human object say or do something human (personification).

Close the poem with a vivid image that makes no statement, but that “echoes” an image from earlier in the poem.

Shout-out to the page of foreign idioms

Also the page of Swedish idioms

Det ligger en hund begraven means "there's a dog buried here," a metaphor for someone not telling the complete truth.