Mary Schmich: The End: The final poem in a four-year rhyming chronicle of Trump's presidency

For the past four years I’ve chronicled the presidency of Donald J. Trump in rhyme, always based on his words and actions. Thank you to the many readers who have let me know you understand that rhymes aren’t necessarily a joke, that they can be a way of distilling things, the serious and the ludicrous, to their essence. This is the last entry in the chronicle. THE END I don’t know how it came to this I’m angry and I’m stunned I’m banished from my kingdom now I’m vilified and shunned. . A January Wednesday came Inauguration Day The day they snatched my White House pass And told me: Go away! . T…

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