By the Darn-Poor Rhymer

The Trumpets have sounded! No doubt
That the ruling class called a time out.
A breath of fresh air
We can take, if we dare,
But it isn’t yet timely to shout.

I really don’t know about Trump.
Is he good? Is he bad? Can he jump?
But his foes are mine;
And he’ll do just fine,
If he lays them to rest in the dump.