Best Ever Fisherman

Best Ever Fisherman While as a carouso I was singing, Sound in fish had been bringing; Natural talent, And so reliant; Best ever fisherman I am being. Jim Horn Have to add my other poems so I can carry them forward being I am still over 10. Along came Trump who we can't resist, Until did discover he had been a rapist; Women and money, And neither funny; Become President supporters did insist. James Horn Guess what? just exceeded ten again; As usual, over daily limit I have been; So I do suppose; Scraped my nose; Can not send more poems to my kin. Of course right Trump said was dead; Made promises and down paths lead; Continually crazy, While often lazy; Fools more fake news he always fed. From Trump we became exhausted; From his weird ideas being accosted; Never endearing, And disappearing; Never friendly and at times frosted. Jim Horn Trump tells so many lies in each story, Not make remarks that are conciliatory; Never improved, So we removed; Will wash his weird name out of history. Jim Horn There will always be best of best, When compared to all of the rest; Been a pleasure, I will treasure; Ability to write poems am blessed. Jim Horn Trump may be master of mud slinging, While all our hands will be wringing; Seems so sad; Driving us mad; Trouble caused and with him bringing. Jim Horn