Bloomberg …

The Michaelbloomberg raised his short arm at the gathering of Bamahama dinos.

“I’m here.”

All of a sudden you couldn’t throw a rock at a Donkeykongrus meeting without hitting a Billionairus dino. The Billionairus was a large herbivore known to devour and regurgitate huge amounts of leaves from the rare, hard-to-reach moolah-moolah tree. Sub-family to this species was the Tomsteyer, a dino dead set on the Tyrumposaurus’ impeachment for so long, wise dinos deemed it an epoch until itself. More than just putting his moolah-moolah where his mouth was, the Tomsteyer had taken the next step of entering the leadership race of Donkeykongrus hopefuls. His platform? Something about promising not to eat so many moolah-moolah leaves.

And now the Michaelbloomberg. Another Billionairus, the battle-scarred veteran was from the Manhattinhand region, the same neck of the woods as the T-Rump. The Michaelbloomberg was very familiar with the T-Rump’s shenanigans before the orange-skinned dino became ruler of the Milkanhoney Preservation. 

At first glance of the Michaelbloomberg, there were a few snorts of disdain from the other Donkeykongrus dinos who’d been thundering down the long-winded, long, winding campaign battle path leading to the Iowa Corn-cob-us just three months away. But Donkeykongrus dinos were a social, welcoming lot. They tended to share their moolah-moolah leaves, scarce as they were, no questions asked.

Except for the Supertramporus. This dino, Sub-family of the Donkeykongrus Superpackian species, was not going to take the entrance of the Michaelbloomberg squatting, mired in some mud puddle. No sirree. The Supertramporus rose from said mud puddle, ripples replete with consternation and contempt.

 

 

Bloomberg, you know you are a Bloomberg

Well, can you put your teeth in T-Rump, oh no!

I said Bloomberg, you’re nothing but a Bloomberg

Well, can you put your teeth in T-Rump, oh no!

I said “You’re late, by a day, a year or what it is!” 

You know, Bernie said those days have come and are through

Now there’s not a lot you can do

Bloomberg, your moolah-moolah, Bloomberg

So now you skip the first four contests, oh no!

Woo!

 

I said, “You’re late by a day, a year, or what it is!”

You know, when you came, you saw without much ado 

Now why should we listen to you?

 

You’ll find your dinos someday 

 

If I could just waltz in

You can call yourself the real McCoy

If I could beat the drum

Super Tuesday’s not some moderate ploy

Well, if I could just waltz in

Where’s your following?

Looks like you forgot something

Well, can your moolah bring joy to the world?

 

Take a stream out of swamp’s way 

Take this life, take it all away

Take a lie, take a schemer

Bloom, Bloom, Bloom, Bloom, Bloom, you are wrong!

 

Bloomberg, you know you are a Bloomberg

Well, can you put your teeth in T-Rump, oh no!

I said Bloomberg, you’re nothing but a Bloomberg

Well, can you put your teeth in T-Rump, oh no!

Oh no!

 

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Be sure to catch the musical version in this Saturday’s “The T-Rump Dig” podcast at Podbean.