It seemed his medicine would make me mean.

Just to see his mug would make me get the bug.

So, I’m afraid I’ll have to quit his scene.

I’ll spend more quality time with Mike Pence.

Trump may be a wall, but he’s a fence.

You can see right through him in some light.

Creationism’s knight of all things white.

And, for chuckles, there is always Mick,

exiled, off to Ireland, real quick.

Go hang out with Boris and Macron.

There you can get your quid pro quo on.