Love Sonnick* for a Trumpian Translator

Rick Blum, Love Sonnick* for a Trumpian Translator

The lady doth speak for the President
She tells the riff raff just what his words meant
Armed with a broad grin and bold jutted chin
She’s a goddess to the top one percent

I watch as she spins her magic on Fox
Mesmerized by her flowing blonde locks
To every tough query, she vamps a wild theory
With a dash of scorn that knocks off my socks

Obsessions are not for those who are lax
To win her heart I must go to the max
And send her a gift that’ll surely uplift
A basket that’s filled with alternative facts

Yes it is true, though I’m not proud to say
I’m a sucker for Kellyanne’s Con-ways

* a sonnet/limerick mash-up

© Rick Blum 2017

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Rick Blum

Rick Blum

Rick Blum has been writing humorous prose and poetry for more than 25 years during stints as a nightclub owner, high-tech manager, market research mogul and, most recently, alter kaker. Currently, he is holed up in his Massachusetts office trying to pen the perfect bio, which he plans to share as soon as he stops laughing at the sheer futility of this effort.