I’ve written love letters for days
Have you read them all
Did I put enough stamps or did Trump really mess things up that bad
Should I have rhymed more
Do you like haikus
Should I have filled my stanzas with more jewels
Tell me, are sonnets more your speed
Would a limerick have better planted the seed
I haven’t the foggiest
And the forecast shows no signs of things becoming clear
Maybe I should stick to rapping