With gratitude to the wondrous—and inimitable—W. H. Auden:
Prevent the lapdog tweeting on his new iPhone,
Scribbling in Politico my policies are dead!
Let the civil-discourse pietists pervade my apparat.
I am your North, your South, your East and West,
Your waking dreams, your hopes addressed,
Pack up the moon: Lindsey Graham’s the bon ton.
Pour away the ocean—it’s risen where I’ve stood,
For everything I am and ever was is good.