The King of Tart, He changed some hearts.
All on an Election day.
The Naive of Hearts, Challenged the tarts, And swept them euphemistically away.
The Tweeter King,
He kiss’d many maids,
Which flexed the queen’s full score.
He shooshed those maids, Yakkity yakked s’more
And sweeped them under the door.
The queen of hearts, fraught back the tarts, She tried so hard, fried the bard, And vowed she’d email no more.
But the King of Infamous tarts, spewed out s’more, And beat the hopefull’s sore!
What to do, ado to do? A do or not to do, again da big quest-on!