The Trumpiad
£5.00
The new U.S. president doesn’t read books, but for everyone else, there’s Cody Walker’s The Trumpiad, a blistering and hilarious take on America’s political collapse. Key Difference: I wouldn’t lump / Trump / in with Hitler and Mussolini. / Trump’s hands are littler. (They’re teeny.)
The Trumpiad will be published on April 29th 2017, which, if no one manages to stop him, will mark Trump's 100th day in office.
All proceeds will be donated to the ACLU.
To see a short video clip of the author reading from one of the poems in The Trumpiad – The Mad Realtor's Song
– and doing so in front of Trump Tower, please click on this link: Cody Walker in front of Trump Tower
The Trumpiad
Cody Walker is smart and funny. And this book is smart, funny, musical, and angry. I love this poetic takedown of the orange mess that we have as president. You’ll love it, too, and you’ll be supporting the ACLU.
– Sherman Alexie
from The Mad Realtor’s Song
He thought he saw Six Matadors
Converse in Basque and Spanish:
He looked again, and found it was
Six guys that Trump would banish.
(The adjectives that come to mind
Are scary,
SAD!,
and Klannish.
)
The Waywiser Press
Trump’s Acceptance Speech: The Aftermath
One pinch of blather.
Two gulps of gasoline.
Three scrapings of spleen.
Four racist something-or-other.
Five pats on the butt.
Six sad dog whistles.
Seven Cold War missiles.
Eight My God, this guy’s a nut.
Nine outrageous lies.
Ten outrageous lies.
The Waywiser Press
Excerpts
from The Mad Realtor's Song
He thought he saw Six Matadors
Converse in Basque and Spanish:
He looked again, and found it was
Six guys that Trump would banish.
(The adjectives that come to mind
Are scary,
SAD!,
and Klannish.
)
The Waywiser Press
Trump's Acceptance Speech: The Aftermath
One pinch of blather.
Two gulps of gasoline.
Three scrapings of spleen.
Four racist something-or-other.
Five pats on the butt.
Six sad dog whistles.
Seven Cold War missiles.
Eight My God, this guy’s a nut.
Nine outrageous lies.
Ten outrageous lies.
The Waywiser Press
