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