One of the things I believed early on was that sounds have meaning (Crack! Puff! Boo!). Language must have started that way. Later on in school I read lines like “The moan of doves in immemorial elms / And murmuring of innumerable bees.” Recently, when thinking about our president, I realized that a pile of interesting words — many more than used here — rhymed with his name. Make your own list; there’s just something about that sound! Hence this rondeau, and don’t forget to check Jeanne’s drawing.

The Unnamed Man

There stands the man who made the jump

from dodge-the-tax to prime-the-pump

so now he shakes his little hand

at presidents in Pakistan

and pats the old Queen’s royal rump

Beneath him unwed mothers slump

in poverty while smugly plump

and greased with Mar-a-Lago tan

there stands the man

Though gays and immigrants may grump

and there’s no chance he’ll drain the swamp