Just to be clear, I don't think Trump's as bad as all that but I thought I'd give a turn anyway. Always aim to please.
Here's a more neutral take:
Amidst the crowds and flashing lights,
A figure bold and brash ignites,
With golden hair and tailored suits,
A man who speaks to cheers and hoots.
With words that pierce like sharpened knives,
He captivates with his brash, bold jive,
A leader strong, determined, the cure,
To some cock-sure, to some a boor.
A businessman with savvy skill,
A billionaire who climbed the hill,
He fought and won, and took the prize,
And left his mark upon the skies.
Yet, with all his strength and might,
his tweets and roasts brim with spite,
With words that often stir up hate,
And policies that some berate.
But love him or loathe him still,
He's left his mark upon the hill,
And time alone will truly tell,
If he's remembered best in heaven or hell.