(Apologies to Edgar Allen Poe)
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary
Over a many quaint and curious quotes by Trump of yore
While I shuttered, hope unwrapping,
Suddenly there came a tapping
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at the White House door
“Tis some imposter,” I muttered, “tapping at my country’s door
Only this and nothing more.”
Much I marvelled at his ungainly scowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning—little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was cursed with seeing Trump above his nation’s door—
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
Against such a thing, we say “Nevermore.”
Can it be so? My country led
By such a spectre of fear and dread
Where has our sense, once common and sane departed
To abandon us now at our time most dire
Will upon the world such a man be thrust once more?
Quoth the voter, “Nevermore”
That was fantastic, Joey
Love this.
Very clever. Poor Poe. 😀
Ravenous for mo’ of Joe’s Poe. Trump deserves the bird.