Can't Think of Anything Worse

I can't think of anything worse
Yes, it would be a curse
If our nation became a nation of Trumps
If our nation became a nation of grumps

Little Trumps and big Trumps
Fat ones and thin
You could never count them
You couldn't even begin

But, actually, I think we are already there
We already have Trump clones everywhere

When you follow your leader
Sometimes that means
You mimic his actions
And join in his schemes

If the leader is rude
Disrespectful and all
You become like him
And from goodness you fall