One of my favorite uses for this is an old Genesis song from Lamb Lies down on Broadway, The Colony of Slippermen:

I wandered lonely as a cloud,

Till I came upon this dirty street.

I've never seen a stranger crowd;

Slubberdegullions on squeaky feet,

Continually pacing,

With nonchalant embracing,

Each orifice disgracing

And one facing me moves to say "hellay".

And then the next line goes right into a description of Trump somehow, even though it was written in the 70s:

He is grotesque in every feature, a mixture of ugly lumps and stumps.

His lips slip across his chin as he smiles in welcome and offers his slippery handshake.

His skin`s all covered in slimy lumps.

With lips that slide across each chin.