This joke is inspired by a T-shirt I bought at the Discovery Place Museum in Charlotte, NC.
How can Trump be so against science? He's like an atom, he makes up everything!
Inspired by my Poe-Tree post, the literary icon, Phil Rupp, provided this version honoring the opening of baseball season:
I think that I shall never hear
A poem lovely as a beer.
The brew the Camelot served on tap
With golden base and snowy cap.
The stuff I'd drink throughout the day
Until my memory went away.
Poems are made by fools, I fear
But more than Coors now grew good beer.
And thanks to Phil for the Camelot reference... ah, the memories...
Posted by Sherm Clow at 1:08 PM