Flighty in Florida: A Silly Poem


Fuelled-up and fired-up, Trump falls to the floor,

and soon finds his feet – for now he has four!

Fluffed-up and fun-filled, he friends-up with Vlad

fooling Melana that Vlad’s just a fad!

Flighty in Florida, Mel wants her fill;

unable to fake it, Trump becomes ill.

Mel fancies the flop is linked-up with Vlad,

and, when Trump starts barking, tells him he’s mad

Mel and Rob Mueller – that trusty old friend,

Pair up and fill-up, and hearts start to mend.

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019

Image by 849356 from Pixabay

Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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