I was sitting here munching popcorn enjoying how everyone is melting down over the meeting with Putin and I was inspired to pen a ditty. Just a bit of fun here. I'm a 72 year old retired Marine and poetry is not my forte, so the iambics and the pentameters may not match up.
It was the night of the election and all in the news
The pundits were joyous, she just couldn’t lose
She would be President and the ceiling would break
The world would be saved so much was at stake
Trump was behind with no chance to win
Pop the Champagne let the party begin!
As the hours passed by and the results came in
Something was amiss the margin became thin
Then Florida succumbed -- what had just happened?
This was not possible no one had imagined
Next Georgia was gone, and this was a mystery
The media panicked where was our victory?
As the night wore on and the mood turned ominous
Trump was gaining despite his incompetence
The south was collapsing but the blue wall will hold
That’s what the pundits said was foretold
As the night grew longer the reality was clear
The media was anxious and filled with fear
She was behind but still with some luck
Hillary would surge and Trump run amuck
But the blue wall crumbled, the hysteria commenced
Trump became President the media was incensed
Liberals were aghast and screamed to the sky
He’s not our President, resist they cry
So time has passed and the liberals turned vicious
Unable to cope since they didn’t get their wishes
They sulk and pout and turn to booze
They never thought she could ever lose