Numb. 1243 Trump Doctrine

Where’er I see an empty expanse,

I think, “I can fix it, of course.”

Whether near water, or under sand,

I picture oil rigs. Or a golf course.

Some say land has better uses —

“nat-ur-al hab-i-tat” crap.

So very SAD. Losers excuses.

“Saving the planet.” Who gives a rap?

Bigly hotels, casinos, resorts,

slathered in “gold" to cover the warts.

I grab. I take. I make stuff useful.

TRUMP out in front makes all things beautiful.