I’m taking a break from
writing poetry about Donald J. Trump.
It’s not worth the time
or energy to write about his
ego — a tennis shorts clad
big fat rump.
I’m taking a break from
writing poetry about Donald J. Trump.
It’s not worth the time
or energy to write about his
ego — a tennis shorts clad
big fat rump.
I know the feeling … sort of like cleaning out a bottomless septic tank … there’s no end to the man’s malevolence …