Oops... You never cease to amaze me, honestly. This is priceless. Too great to limit it to this venue. How can you get this out there for all? Thank you so sincerely for sharing this!
Here's my Trump poem, but it's nowhere near as skillful as yours, David:
"A TRUMPhant Christmas Story"
Once, while visiting a pre-AIDS, pre-9/11, pre-Covid, pre-Ghouliani New York City
(also sometimes known as OLD York City)
with a Connecticut high school class at Christmastime, 1972…
(decades before the dem-o-libs so hatefully reduced the true and blessed Christian-cash observance of Amazon Christmas to only six months of each year (with a Constitutionally legislated four-month extension for the Hallmark Channel))
Two 10th grade friends and I actually passed Jackie and Aristotle Onassis on the sidewalk, alone (rather, alone together they, and alone together we)
on a street just off 5th Avenue.
So, clearly they (and we) were both one half-street safe from the risk of Conald Garumph’s bullet brag, some 44 years later.
Thank you, Conald, for not shooting a respected (and respectable) American First Lady.
(Ted Cruz’s dad would not act so kindly toward her ex-hubby
though that had not happened yet, because your past was yet to take place, and more likely never would, or will , or could….
but I’d guess your future is a bit vague as well.)
Oh! I almost forgot! Thanks for not shooting us. I presume you want me to send you money?
Well said! Especially the ending - let us hope it goes forth and multiplies!
I so appreciate your voice in the darkness of our times. May we move mountains, together. Blessings to all.
Wonderful!
It's a poetry coup! Damn amazing.
That was very good 😢👍💙💔Thank You
Hope springs eternal- Evermore!
Well done.
BRILLIANT!!!.....sharing!
Oh my heart! You touched it for sure. Eloquent as well as poetic and most of all the hard truth. You
Oops... You never cease to amaze me, honestly. This is priceless. Too great to limit it to this venue. How can you get this out there for all? Thank you so sincerely for sharing this!
David, this was marvelous! I’m speechless.
I wish James Earl Jones was still alive to put voice to those words. I read it with his voice in my head.
David Shuster, Poe would be proud! That is an amazing redo of his poem! Thank-you!
A superb play on Poe's words.
I hope we see tRUMP and his kind in government NEVERMORE!
This is frickin’ amazing. Who said progressives had no creativity?!?
Thank you for giving me hope every day that sanity exists somewhere in the Republic.
Brilliant and well done! Thank you! 😊👍🏼
Excellent!
Here's my Trump poem, but it's nowhere near as skillful as yours, David:
"A TRUMPhant Christmas Story"
Once, while visiting a pre-AIDS, pre-9/11, pre-Covid, pre-Ghouliani New York City
(also sometimes known as OLD York City)
with a Connecticut high school class at Christmastime, 1972…
(decades before the dem-o-libs so hatefully reduced the true and blessed Christian-cash observance of Amazon Christmas to only six months of each year (with a Constitutionally legislated four-month extension for the Hallmark Channel))
Two 10th grade friends and I actually passed Jackie and Aristotle Onassis on the sidewalk, alone (rather, alone together they, and alone together we)
on a street just off 5th Avenue.
So, clearly they (and we) were both one half-street safe from the risk of Conald Garumph’s bullet brag, some 44 years later.
Thank you, Conald, for not shooting a respected (and respectable) American First Lady.
(Ted Cruz’s dad would not act so kindly toward her ex-hubby
though that had not happened yet, because your past was yet to take place, and more likely never would, or will , or could….
but I’d guess your future is a bit vague as well.)
Oh! I almost forgot! Thanks for not shooting us. I presume you want me to send you money?
https://medium.com/@foofaraw/a-trumphant-christmas-story-e7835d024b37