NEVERMORE

The raven who shared the chilly morning with me 

had several things to say 

but I could not understand a thing he said. 

I was thinking of T.rump.
The raven sat up and said crock!
I was thinking of that Florida woman
who espoused alt-news to defend T rump
While slinging hash on a friend’s post.
The raven said Waka-waka. Crock!

It’s all crock. And then he flew off.

Nevermore. He warbled and cheebered 
I sat there admiring his song.
He dipped one wing, as if in salute.
A veteran of the dark skies.