Ode to Trump’s Vanity et al

Spring anticipation in the air Orange reddened sun Gets ready to hide its rays Behind the lowest of all mountains Mirroring itself on the lake. Vanity at its highest level. Yet the picture turns out different In a mixture of yellow and blue Of greed and sadness a faithful clue. “You’re so vain, You probably… Continue reading Ode to Trump’s Vanity et al