He draws the biggest crowds. He surrounds himself with the best people. He knows the best words. Only he can fix what ails us.
He could shoot someone in the middle of Fifth Avenue and still not lose a single supporter. He is loved by everyone, especially despots, dictators, and autocrats around the world. And he loves them back. He is the smarted, the richest, the greatest president that ever lived.
He’s a stable genius. He’s very intelligent. He has the best brain. Women love him. Blacks love him. Nazis love him. He knows more than the generals. He has the best gut. He’s always honest and fully transparent. No collusion; no obstruction.
He’s a legend in his own mind.
(Exactly 120 words)
Written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, where we are challenged to write a poem or piece of prose using the word “legend” in exactly 120 words.