It’s not even March and we’re neck-deep.

Neck deep in scandal, sham and scam,

a presidential flimflam man,

his appointees all unproven,

but, unto a man, behooven,

following his unhinged screed,

seeking power, moved by greed.

Perhaps we should use this extra day

meditating, praying him away.

In our country’s ashes burns an ember.

This cruel year could end in mid November.

We could celebrate a cabinet clearance,

if we can stop outside interference.

Then, again, if he is once more chosen,

all our great land’s assets will be frozen.

Things might get too horrible to mention.

Four more years is beyond comprehension.