While the faux
Oenophilia guests
languished
on cheep, saccharin
sweet Moscato,

thieves disported,
distorted and departed,
carrying off the
dregs of the cask
of Amontillado,

leaving sleepily inebriated
guests skunk drunk
and incommunicado.

The tea-totaling host
looked like a ghost
when he saw the
handwriting on the
wall at Mar-a-Lago.

While he twittered
and shivered,
the writing came clear,
“We, the public, have had enough
of this joke of a reality show.”