Pin the tail on the elephant

Donald Trump Jr stands there
Cartridges around his belt
The tail of an elephant in his left hand
And a knife that the soul clearly felt

What a brave soul he is
Whiskered and clad
In his khaki shirts
Supplied by his dad
Out in the bush
His dad’s money apart
Shameful and gross
Where do we start

Of all beasts,it tells us
The elephant he
Has gunned down
Has slaughtered so
Effortlessly
With all of his money
His pitiless way
His hardness of heart
It all felt okay

Just to become really merciless
And Ungrateful as hell
Unsympathetic
And under trumps spell

What did he gain from the
Soul he shot dead
Hearing it crash down
A picture so red
A mindset so dark so evil
So bad
Despite all his money
His day became sad

The great beast was felled
With one finger that’s all
An inhuman monster
With an eye on the ball
With a decrepit heart
And a dried up old soul
Clearly poor as a church mouse
For each life that he stole

There is no thief worse
Than the larcenist who
Steals lives these blackguards
Don’t have a view
They are keen to proclaim
They are conserving the game
But evidence proves
They are not what they claim

That was bright