A Poem by Donald J. Trump

July 21, 2018

I do not like green eggs and ham.
I mean, I do like green eggs and ham.
But I don’t like that I don’t like them,
because I really do like green eggs,
And I don’t like ham, too!
Green eggs and ham
are not my favorites, although
the world is full of many foods
to choose from.
There are not a lot of
other foods to choose from out there.
I love a good western omelette.
Hillary’s emails!

 


READ MORE

President Trump on Russia in his own words: Would a ‘wouldn’t’ change everything? [USA Today]
Would or wouldn’t: how Trump’s claim that he misspoke unleashed a meme-fest [The Guardian]
Donald Trump and the crisis of elite impunity [Vox]


Jill Rachel Jacobs is a Pushcart nominated poet whose poems have been featured in The Tower Journal, Varnish Journal, Muddy River Poetry Review, Lost Coast Review, Ygdrasil: A Journal of The Poetic Arts, The Screech Owl. Ms. Jacobs publishing credits include The New York Times, The Boston Globe, The San Francisco Chronicle, The Huffington Post, The Chicago Tribune, The Philadelphia Inquirer, Newsday, The Independent.

Previous Story

Memes May Not Save Us

Next Story

Disclosures

Latest from Politics

Hallowed

We are on our own together with only as much magic as we remember how to find.

Cul-De-Sac

In America, shared fences are easier to find than shared realities.
Go toTop

More Like This

An photograph of Donald Trump in the newspaper, except his mouth has been ripped off.

UnWord

By Kathleen Casey. Trump and his ilk double down on their lies.

Burgoo

By Mark Williams. After the biggest lie, reality feels less familiar.