NOEM POEM

A Poem About Noem

This is a poem about Kristi Noem
It HAD to be written, since “Noem” rhymes with “poem.”
It’s also homonymous with the word “gnome”
Yet not synonymous.
Here is my poem.

Dolled-up in camouflage, perfectly preened,
Seductively gripping her AR-15.
Bewitchingly ruthless – her favorite pose
A real badass b*tch, from her head to her toes.

A Christian with an odd sense of morality
Faith with a taste for outright brutality
Chilly ICE princess, devoid of humanity
What little was there has been smothered by vanity.

Augmented lips painted “Devil May Care,”
Glued-on eyelashes and cascading hair.
Hiding her flaws under tawny-hued cream,
This is the face of the fascist regime.

Defending murder, no show of regret
She did, after all, kill her own family pet
Describing the gruesome event in her book
And bragging about the balls that it took.

Do you think Kristi’s able to sleep well at night?
Might, when used lethally, seldom makes right.
A shot of pepper spray right in the face
Simply for being the incorrect race.

Spokesmodel for the aggrieved malcontents,
They gather en masse under Donald’s big tent.
Unless one is native to this stolen land
We are ALL immigrants…should we not be banned?

The ultimate goal of Homeland Security
Is the elimination of racial impurity
And so I beseach you most humbly, my dear
Pack your cosmetic bag, and just disappear.