Live in the present, you know it won't last, For the future is coming up fast! But something's amiss As you're reading this: I wrote these words in the past

The hotel, where the suspect was caught Claimed secure, but clearly it's not. The reputation that's built-in The brand name of Hilton, But that’s where Ron Reagan was shot.

Assassination attempt three (or five), The Guest of Honor is still very alive, I’m sure White House Press Will cover the mess, And the shooter, for once, did survive.

Going at him wherever he goes, Iranian AI satire with Legos. So-called ‘Slopaganda’ Replaces dry memoranda, And hits where it hurts: MAGA egos

We are kissing goodnight at your door And you want me to come in for more… I’ve always adored you But I cannot afford you. Condom prices have gone up since Trump’s war.

He shouted from the Campaign trail steeple He would hire only “the best people”. The Apprentice he hired Will only get fired. It’s only time until even his veep will.

Deception and distractions in layers Paid for by we, the taxpayers. Our government he’s suing, You can see what he’s doing: Giving huge welfare checks to his heirs

An FBI Director named Kash Claims The Atlantic had said something brash. To prove impropriety He must first prove sobriety Or his lawsuit will end in the trash.

There was an old man from Mar-a-Lago Who by stopping the strait would embargo: One ship tried to evade US navel blockade, So what will he do with its cargo?

Iran’s not the boss of the strait, Closed or open is up for debate. Or we’ll stop blockading (After insider trading.) Trump can’t get his own story straight.

A Muslim and a Jew came for chow And asked what I'm serving them now. "We eat chicken or lamb "But we mustn't eat ham." "That's okay" I said. "It's wholly cow.”

Pete Hegseth, a man of conviction, Threatens war crimes with no restriction. White Nationalist tribal, He quotes from the Bible Chapter and verse from the book of Pulp Fiction

In honor of our lasting hegemony A triumphal arch of white supremacy. I would join in a march Against wasteful arch Making of me an arch-enemy.

As acuity continues to crumble And each new situation a stumble, Such as Iran And backing Orban, He’ll tell you, it’s hard to be humble.

My Saviour is Holy and Pure, Criticism is hard to endure. The proof I hold dear Look at his right ear. Donald Trump is a miracle cure!

Glowing hands over a hospital bed, Healing the sick, perhaps raising the dead. He didn’t need To go to Walter Reed: Walter Reed needed him instead!

There is an American Pope Preaching God’s words of love, peace and hope, The man he displeases With teachings of Jesus In Truth is the Prophet of Dope.

There was nothing he could do, or can, To prevent the defeat of Orban. If Putin (Big Daddy) Thinks Trump did it badly Trump could be the international orphan.

No joy for Vice President Vance Attempting the peace treaty dance. I hope that the grease fire Won't screw up the ceasefire. “All we are saying is give peace a chance."

After charges of sexual assault California Democrats are calling a halt. They think Eric Swalwell Would not govern at all well. (Republicans don’t get that gestalt.)

Despite what is said to save face The ‘evil’ regime’s still in place. Iran can refuse The straight of Hormuz And the White House is still in disgrace.

Re. Epstein, Melania has a plan: She says not victimized by that man. The good loyal spouse Protects the White House Using Epstein to distract from Iran.

Peace making at the point of a gun, There are great claims we have won. It may seem satiric But victory was Pyrrhic. One more victory and we are undone

Counting our blessings as if A ten day ceasefire is terrif'. We ought to be thankful, Don't put it in the bank 'till Chief Lemming backs away from the cliff.

The man, who put his name before Kennedy, Sends a social post laced with obscenity Threatening war crimes. Un-presidented times Spoiling Easter Morning serenity

White House quiet, but the rumor mill says He’s been taken to Reed with malaise. No one’s saying the reason, But given the season He might rise again in three days.

An invading force, somebody dies. Casualties in war, no surprise. So far Hegseth Avoids mega-death. Pentagon brass are dropping like flies.

Iran “decimated” and yet They downed an American jet. For the crew to be found Will take boots on the ground. Trump’s folly is not over yet.

The most obvious rhyme for Pam Bondi Is sexist. I won't call her 'blondie'. It must have displeased her Fired so close to Easter On the Holy Thursday of Maundy.

A prime time address from the man Justifying his war with Iran. He says that we're stronger But the war has gone longer Than the C-in-C's attention span.

From the gallery seats, looking tough, He saw the Supremes strut their stuff. The Justices, they say, Were not going his way. He abruptly left, in a huff.

A leader who follows the rules, Using strict constitutional tools Should be commended For the wars he has ended. In other words, it's April Fools

The billionaire king, styled Rex Trump, Hard to take all in one lump. Entitled nobility Screws affordability Not to mention what we pay at the pump

Destruction dear Donald's delighting: Yet Iran still keeps on fighting. Trump's little crusades Will take us decades To put out the fires he's igniting.

That most self-important of men Has pissed off my wife yet again. I just heard her holler “He’s signing the dollar!” (Not by hand, he must use autopen.)

A prerogative of the powerfully crowned Is moving the pieces around. And that’s what he’s done, Despite having ‘won’ Preparing for boots on the ground.

There once was a man from Palm Beach: No voting by mail, he’d beseech. But the press has just noted This week he voted By mail with the polls out of reach.

To the Prime Minister of Japan, our churl Told a lame joke about Pearl. Surprise most undiplomatic. Was his mouth automatic. Because Prime Minister Takaichi is a ‘girl’?

He molested me, the victim now says, So we un-hero Cesar Chavez. If we’d boycott rapes Like he’d boycott grapes. The pedophile wouldn’t be Prez.

Epstein investigations for drugs Cleanly swept under DOJ rugs. Hiding the files Obfuscates peodophiles. While the Republican party just shrugs.

A tool that he thinks he knows fully: The bully pulpit in the hands of the bully. The great deceiver Thinks his stand is a lever, An even simpler tool than a pully

Trump called on our allies to defend The Strait of Hormuz, to no end. If you say you despise Your friends and allies There’s no one left on whom you depend.

National Counterterrorism Director resigned: No threat from Iran could he find. Trump said of Joe Kent, Not sorry he went. At least one Trump appointee is spined.

Let’s throw out the President of Cuba, Says American President, the Grand Poobah. For all of his talk there I’d like him to walk there From Mar-a-Lago without any SCUBA

Since the first day that Trump’s war begun He has been saying the war has been won. Whatever the cost He can’t say that he lost. Like January 6, 2021.

The wind, it was blowing hard. Very! Not sailing is the Vineyard ferry. Our friends, they were stranded. On our doorstep they landed. We're making do by making merry!

From Persian Gulf stretched into the sky Is the glittering city, Dubai. Iran’s taking potshots At those global hotshots. Somone pissed off the Persians is why.

We all carry knowledge machines. Web of wonder and wisdom, that means Infinite horizon Which is compromisin’ By the small width of our tiny screens.

Who advised us to embroil Our forces to attack Iran's soil? Who says that it's sound To put boots on the ground? At least Russia can sell off their oil.

Iranian infrastructure: we’re shattering As if oil prices aren’t mattering. Meanwhile, Hegseth Won’t say much about death And won’t show us pictures unflattering