Eagle-eyed readers of this issue may have noticed a certain number of rhymed references to that wonder of our age, the best POTUS there has ever been. It is therefore surprising that among so many accomplishments his Muse has remained for so long in the shadows. You are invited to fill this gap, unbefitting a stable genius, with offerings for The New Golden Treasury: The Collected Verse Of D. J. Trump. Up to 16 lines by 23rd November, please, and go easy on the caps.
That’s it for now. So, see you, then
December 1st, a Tuesday, when
The weather may be cool again.