—The New York Times
by Bruce Bennett
The rest of us say, About time!
We’re sick of the sludge and the slime.
The swamp must be drained.
Trump must be restrained.
At last he will pay for his crime—
His crimes. What are those? We shall see.
Stay tuned. Each new day there will be
And tawdry sensations
Delicious to you and to me!
Until, at the end—but who knows?
At the least, he won’t smell like a rose.
We’ll get rid of his henchmen
And some of the stench when
He picks up his marbles and goes.