Trump has a boyfriend with a moustache….

Trumpenstein’s Monster (aka The Making of John Bolton)

He worked through the day and the night
To find the man who would be right
For National Security
He needed complete surety
But alas there was no-one in sight

Then he thought “wait, I know construction!
And with some spare parts (and abduction)
I’ll make one who distracts
With illegal war acts
So I can be cleared of obstruction”

His creation (a Bolton) his neck
Was secured to keep his head in check
Then with buckles and belts
Binding old human pelts
The creature sat up and said “Heck!”

But Trump soothed the beast saying “don’t fret
I have not finished with you quite yet
Although some bits are missing
(Like the part that’s for pissing)
Look I’ve got one right here, though it’s wet”

So then Trumpenstein quickly started to fashion
A system of pulleys to help him to lash on
The assembly stage by stage
Strapping on the appendage
Saying “It will help first to get this moustache on

For it will give me somewhere to grip
While I ram this thing into your hip”
Then Bolton said “to adhere
You can grab onto each ear
I can bear it, I’ll just bite my lip”

Then with surgical keyhole precision
Trumpenstein made his final incision
And as he entered the beast
Then came with passion released
His shuddering climactic decision

For Bolton, he was surely the man
Who would do everything that he can
To keep Trump satisfied
With him deeply inside
Consummately fulfilling his plan

Thanks again to Double Don Tinder (of Double Don Tinder’s Double Entendres) for supplying the double entendres.