Poems of the Week

Auld Trump Syne

by Orel Protopopescu

Should old deceivers be forgot
and never brought to mind?
Should we forget the lies we heard
and the truths by tweets maligned?

Illegal votes for Hillary,
phony calls from heads of state,
tax cuts that hurt the president,
he whose falsehoods make us great?

For auld Trump syne, my friends,
for the chicks he never groped,
let’s smash that cup, reality,
for the fools he rope-a-doped.