This is a little piece of doggerel that I wrote while watching the stock market plummet in reaction to The Convicted Felon’s idiotic tariffs. The first lines just came to me out of the blue, and the rest I had to work at.

As I know that I have a couple readers who live outside the US (how lucky you are!), there are a few names that might need a little explanation. Elon Musk, sadly, needs no introduction, but the others are also assholes who serve in The Convicted Felon’s administration in one way or another. JD Vance is the Vice-President, Susie Wiles is the Chief of Staff, and the others are all members of the cabinet.

I think I got the pronunciation of their names right. Kristi Noem’s last name sounds like Nome, Alaska, and Russell Vought’s is pronounced like “vote”. If I got those wrong, I hope someone will let me know.

I believe it scans correctly, if you pronounce “National” and “Jamieson” as two syllables each.

The Arrow

I shot an arrow in the air.
It landed in Trump’s derrière.
“Who dares to shoot me in my bum?”
Said Don in his delirium.

He ordered up the National Guard
To try to oust the bloody shard.
He further yelped at Elon Musk
To extirpate the evil tusk.

And then he howled at JD Vance
To dislocate the wicked lance.
He rang a bell for Jamieson Greer
Who picked that time to disappear.

He even barked at Kristi Noem
But she replied “Nobody home!”
He shrieked at last at poor Chris Wright
But he could not relieve Don’s plight.

His last resort was Russell Vought
But he was off in parts remote.
And so he wailed at Susie Wiles:
“The Preparation for my piles!”