Today I have something a little different from my editor and good friend, Barbara Ardinger, Ph.D. She is the author of eight books, including Secret Lives, a novel about magical old women who live (as we both do) in Long Beach, California. And it isn’t a children’s book.
(With copious apologies to Lewis Carroll)
‘Twas brillig, and the slimy Trump
did strut and posture on TV:
All mimsy were the conservatives,
And the listeners outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabbertrump, my son!
The hair that scares, the mouth so loud!
Beware the Narcissist, and shun
The frumious Trumpercrowd!”
We take our protest signs in hand:
And now the toxic foe we seek---
So rest we now outside the real estate,
And talk and yell, not meek.
And as the Trumperjet rolled up,
The Jabbertrump, with eyes of flame.
Came whiffling down the tulgey steps,
And burbled as he came!
One, two! One, two! And forward came
The Jabbertrump with mouth a-roar!
He spun his spin and spoke again:
“I’ll make the deals forever more!
“I’m always right, I’m very white,
Let’s remake our nation great,
I’ll sell red hats and stoke your fears
I won’t back down. I’ll speak of hate.”
And hast thou heard the Jabbertrump?
“All vote for me, you Trumperfolk,
Yell loud and let no Others in.
Then we ourselves will be the great volk.”
‘Tis brillig, and Conservatives
Do twist and turn in interviews.
All whinny are Republicans,
And we others watch the news….