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104 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 29, 2020
Trumpty Dumpty wanted a title__________________________________
To him an imperious handle was vital:
Dumpty the Bold, or Dumpty the Great,
A moniker lending his legacy weight.
He tortured his brain for a suitable label:
Dumpty the Genius, or Dumpty the Stable,
Dumpty the Wise or perhaps the Sublime
(Not Dumpty the Orange: it's too hard to rhyme).
While urgent emergencies went unaddressed,
An appropriate nickname had Dumpty obsessed.
But given what's past and what's yet to befall him,
History will shortly decide what to call him.
A POTUS whose pants are routinely on fire
Could be Dumpty the Huckster or Dumpty the Liar.
With his bullshit throughout our pandemic attack,
An apt nom de guerre could be Dumpty the Quack.
With electoral help he's received from afar,
There's Dumpty the Russian or Dumpty the Czar.
Racial intolerance? Open the spigot
For the odious record of Dumpty the Bigot.
Daddy's podiatrist helped him defer,
Hence Dumpty the Bone and Dumpty the Spur.
Take his prurient past and, for accuracy's sake,
Call him Dumpty the Lecher or Dumpty the Rake.
The scandals and crimes that have always erupted
Make him Dumpty the Venal, Malign, or Corrupted.
Compared to the others, going back to the first,
Whatever you name him, he's Dumpty the Worst.
What title can conjure
This ludicrous gent,
A POTUS who hastened
A nation's decent?
At the end of this age
Of profound discontent,
I'll settle for Dumpty
The Ex-President.
"The root of Dumpty's vengeful sin?
"Alas, hydroychloroquine."