“Beware the Trumperwock at run!
The tweets that bite, the lies that catch!
Beware the Jared bird, and shun
The frumious Pencersnatch!”
Don took his nuclear code in hand;
Long time Dear Leader foe he sought –
So rested he by the DMZee
And stood awhile unthought.
Then, as in disarray the DL stood,
The Trumperwock, with hair of flame,
Came whiffling through Panmunjeom wood,
And tweeted as he came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
His tweets went snicker-snack!
He felt Kim’s dread, and in his head
He went victorious back.
“And hast thou slain the Jong-unwack?
Come to my arms, my devilish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
She chortled in her joy.
A riff on ‘Jabberwocky’ with apologies to Lewis Carroll. By Ian Keith Anderson