The Trump Death Toll keeps climbing. More than the Viet Nam War. More than WW I. And soon, more than WW II.
But that doesn't matter. Trumpus wanted us to pack the churches on Easter, and now he wants us to pack the shopping malls on Black Plague Friday
"The only thing that matters is the economy" said Trumpus at a Super Spreader event at the White House, "It is what it is. People need to shop till they drop click till they're sick, and buy till they die."
"If people die," he added, "I take no responsibility."
At the end of the event, Trumpus' Scary Elves sang a new COVID Carol for the season:
"We're beginning to spread a lot of COVID
Everywhere we go
There's a spike now in every state --
When will this all abate
For Trump said it would vanish don't you know.
We're beginning to spread a lot of COVID
Everywhere we meet --
And the only thing that we ask
Is to always wear your mas
'Cept for when you eat!"
Complete details and dates for the 2020 Shopping Season (formerly known as the Holiday Season) are HERE.
In honor of Black Friday -- now known as Trumpus' Black Plague Friday -- I have posted Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem "We wear our fat pants loosely when we dine" (below on the left). Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "We wear our sober Dresses when we die" (below on the right).
By Emmett Lee Dickinson:
We wear our fat Pants loosely when we dine
And once we’re filled as from the Holiday
Adjourn for sales –
By Emily Dickinson:
We wear our sober Dresses when we die,
But Summer, frilled as for a Holiday
Adjourns her sigh –