July 28, How Do I Love Me? (A would be sonnet by Donald Trump)

July 28, How Do I Love Me? (A would be sonnet by Donald Trump) (1)

 

How do I love me?  Let me count the ways.

I love me for the brilliance of my wit,

For which I am accorded daily praise,

Although the whole world sees just half of it.

 

I love me for the style in which I live,

Surrounded by my furnishings of gold,

And for the charity I do not give,

And for the dumb base voters I have rolled.

 

I love me for the taxes I evade,

By flouting all financial laws and rules,

I shall survive just like a tardigrade,  (2)

For I am smart and all the rest are fools.

 

My critics charge I live a life of fraud.

They don’t yet realize that I am god.

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  • Apologies to Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
  • See Science News, July 16 and July 30, 2022, pp 30-31.