So lucky! I've this fantasy that you're so dumb you'll stay with me!
You still love Trump! What's that about? Explains first verse, so who's to pout!
Friends look askance, affect chagrin! But ‘screw the pooch, ' I still can win,
your logic rarely doubts my heart, the love you give, I swear's more art.
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Nice rhyming, Brian, in a whimsical, fun poem. Thanks for posting.