The\u00a0following was in the Saipan Tribune on April 30, 2018. It seems I was focused on William Shakespeare and obsessed with POTUS 45 in the last week of that month. Previously published in the Saipan Tribune: On April 23 of that year, W.S. Sonnet 116, my parody, I Don\u2019t Accept Marriage of Truth; W.S. Sonnet 130, my parody, My Tax Returns Will Never See. On April 24 there was \u2018A trilogy of original Trump Twitter Tales: 1. Deconstructing Drumpf\u2019s Delusions of Grandeur, 2. Trump Tweet Tales, Some Tomes and Poems, 3. Congressional Movement or Lack Thereof. On April 26, a trilogy and an acrostic: 1.Impeachment or Resignation 2. Put in Trust…Trump a Bust!, 3. The Odium of Trump at the Podium ( more loathing, lies, and insults to despise) ; and 4. an acrostic for U.S. Sen. Elizabeth Warren who told U.S. Sen. Mitch McConnell\u00a0when he said \u201cYield the floor\u201d: \u201cI have no intention of yielding,\u201d McConnell said ( and my title): Nevertheless She Persisted. Finally I ended the month on April 30 with: Double Vision Derision, Shakespeare\u2019s original Sonnet 29 and two parodies of it:\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sonnet 29 by William Shakespeare<\/strong><\/p>\n When in disgrace with fortune and men\u2019s eyes When in Disgrace With Fake News…<\/strong> When in disgrace with fake news and lying media\u2019s eyes My Presidency in Disgrace<\/strong> My presidency in disgrace in the nation\u2019s eyes Joey ‘Pepe Batbon’ Connolly (Special to the Saipan Tribune)<\/strong> The\u00a0following was in the Saipan Tribune on April 30, 2018. It seems I was focused…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":11,"featured_media":355846,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[26,16617,13843,5784],"class_list":["post-367212","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-opinion","tag-cnmi","tag-national-poetry-month","tag-pepe-batbon","tag-william-shakespeare"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/367212","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/11"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=367212"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/367212\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/355846"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=367212"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=367212"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=367212"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nI all alone beweep my outcast state
\nAnd trouble deaf heav\u2019n with my bootless cries,
\nAnd look upon myself, and curse my fate,
\nWishing me like to one more rich in hope,
\nFeatured like him with friends possessed,
\nDesiring this man\u2019s art, and that man\u2019s scope,
\nWith what I most enjoy contented least;
\nYet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
\nHaply I think on thee, and then my state,\u00a0
\nLike to the lark at break of day arising
\nFrom sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven\u2019s gate.
\nFor thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
\nThat then I scorn to change my state with kings.<\/p>\n
\n(A parody of W. Shakespeare\u2019s Sonnet 29)<\/p>\n
\nI throw childish temper tantrums about my outcast state
\nI grow bald and round in size and tell many more lies
\ntoo blind with presidential power to ascertain my fate.
\nWishing only for more golf games and riches I hope
\nto use my smarts, the \u2018stable genius\u2019 that only I possess
\nconspiring with V. Putin and Russian oligarchs scope
\nwhat I enjoy most is being out on my own golf course.
\nDespite my being so smart there are some still despising
\ninstinctively I think of me and my Secretary of State
\nwith the price of Middle East oil per barrel then rising
\nfrom Saudi Arabia up to the Northern Arctic Gates
\nliquid largesse for me increasing my wealth and bling
\nthat then I know I am \u201cbelieve me\u201d an American king.<\/p>\n
\n(A parody of W. Shakespeare\u2019s Sonnet 29)<\/p>\n
\nI all alone tweet my confused state
\nand trouble the generals with baby boy cries
\nso sad I\u2019m not Making America Great.
\nWish I was like that man from a place called Hope
\narticulate like him, a policy wonk and computer nerd
\ndesirous of his ability to speak and cope
\ninstead I belittle and insult others with every word.
\nYet in these thoughts filled with self loathing
\nI think of money and how much I\u2019m making
\nand obstinately fold my arms inside my clothing
\ncontinuing bombastic demagoguery and faking.
\nFor bling and bucks remembered on this occasion
\ndispel thoughts of going to prison for tax evasion.<\/p>\n
\nJoey aka Pepe Batbon is a retired educator who taught in the CNMI, NOLA, and LVNV. He is a sonnet practitioner who enjoys stargazing.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"