Poems of the Week

Trip Abroad

by Mae Scanlan

The Donnie lies over the ocean,
The Donnie’s in Switzerland now.
He’s bound to stir up a commotion;
The question is, what, when and how.

Bring — back — this — quack;
Don’t let him alienate our friends!
Oh — wait — too — late —
I’d rather not know how this ends.