A few days ago the New York Times posted an editorial of parodies, limericks and poems citing problems with Trump and his administration. We were not aware of the notice to contributors for their pieces, but had we known we would have gladly offered this one—with apologies to the great Romantic era poet Elizabeth Barrett Browning and her sonnet “How Do I Love Thee?”
Trumpeachable—How Do We Despise Thee?
How do we despise thee Trump let us count the ways.
We despise and distrust thee to the breadth and height of your imagined deep state
That our souls can reach when contemplating the measure of your hate
Particularly for your abuse of power and your aspersion of gays.
We resent you twenty-four hours of the day
And even more when you tweet and put down the press
Claiming they are the enemy of the people when it’s you we detest
Wishing the impeachment will send you on your way.
As president you never made the grade
So we denounce you with all the fervor of our youth
An accumulated wrath that will not fade
Even if you admit the lies and tell the truth
Or forgive all the atrocities you’ve made
As we take our derision and disgust to the voting booth.