Laughing My Head Off - In Trump's Own Words

So what I kept some stuff A few small keepsakes, merely fluff They make such noise, so much dumb fuss Their indignation careening like a bus. Now they think I'll spill the beans Use my powers by any means I can clearly hear their screams Trying to figure out my schemes. All hot air like a balloon Their pouting makes me want to swoon The media bellows noon to noon More newsworthy than the landing on the moon. But oh what fun when dear old Joe Was caught with files of which he didn't know Or so he claimed to hear the crow Of countless minders rushing to and fro. And now comes Pence my dear old friend Whose pious indignation never seems to bend So let me just this little message send He who laughs first laughs loudest in the end.