29 Nov 2016 – Sonnet

The Troll-in-Chief still pulls the graveyard shift,
combusting – Krakatau-style – for friends
and faithful followers who seem to sift
great secret wisdom from these rants he sends,
like Charles Manson, not that long ago,
who thought the Fab-Four messengers of God,
and heard commandments whispered through his snow
he followed to the letter with his squad.
Enigma save us! There MUST be a code –
or else he’s mad, and half the world besides!
It’s midnight! Time to blow another load!
(Or is it simply Putin who presides?)
But now we need him – even lacking sense!
Far better him half mad than sober Pence!