Red Wench in Mourning

As you'll cast vote, take heed.
This Blue commit Violence upon No-one
save former Candidates then vanquished,
and even then mostly through Laughter.

The shards that remain of our Founder’s Charter
require thou shalt return home
to mismanage the ice, or schlepp salmonoids.
Confer as thou will in strongholds
as Orlando and Scottsdale, only to suffer
searing signs that proclaimeth
Beauty Fades, Lies Endure.

I'll not quit gazing your way,
nor the way of your fairer self Tina Fey.

Vile and vain! Too late thou shalt repent
and study civics. The base injustice
thou hast done my Nation by dumbing down:
Yes, thou shalt feel the harm,
spite of thy past Disgrace.
And all those Falsehoods which
thou so long hast bleat’d;
Dispatched by fact checkers and Truth.

Heav'n has no Rage, like a GOP Candidate cast down
Nor Hell a Fury, like an Alaskan Woman scorn'd.

~ J. D. Mackenzie

Shamelessly nicked from The Mourning Bride (1697) by William Congreve and further inspired by Marie Gauthier’s NaPoWriMo prompt #24, Find a Phrase)