by Edmund Conti
“You could have the best hotels in the world right there.”—Trump to Kim
There’s a small hotel
In a place like Hell
I wish you two were there together
There’s a place to tweet
One room bright and neat
Where you can comb your hair together
Looking through the window
You can see a new Trump Tower
What a sign of power! Yours, mine, our.
When the ocean breeze
Says you’re going to freeze
You’ll smile and both say “cheese” together.