Here’s the latest installment of my rhyming chronicle of the rise and rule of Donald Trump, based, as always, on his remarks.

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The Problem

The problem’s not the spying

And the problem’s not my lying

And the problem it is not the way I speak.

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The problem is betrayers

And those sanctuary mayors

And the evil folk who think that they can leak.

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The problem’s not the Kremlin

And Sean Spicer’s not a gremlin

And the problem it is not poor Michael Flynn.

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The man was persecuted!

He was flat-out executed!

No, the problem is the press’ nasty spin.

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The problem is Chicago

It is not my Mar-a-Lago

I’m entitled to view missiles on my phone!

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I shared some stuff at dinner?

That does not make me a sinner!

Those reporters, they should just leave me alone.

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They say that I am crazy

And perhaps that I am lazy

But I tell you, people, neither one is true.

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They say that I am awful

And I just may be unlawful

But, listen, folks — the problem? It is you.

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On Language

The leaks are real, the news is fake

Saying so is no mistake

I’m a guy whose speech is subtle

That is why there’s no rebuttal!

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You are wrong and I am right

What I mean is very, quite

Press and public, this ‘n’ that

Ho ho ho and pitty-pat.

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Here’s the thing, OK, OK

What I really want to say

Bish bash bosh and super blather

Lies and fries and bleep Dan Rather.

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Do you think I cannot spell?

I don’t care cuz I can sell!

Spelling is an affectation

Not a part of education.

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Am I ranting, am I raving?

Am I deeply misbehaving?

I am loving all my babble!

I could kick your ass at Scrabble.

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Chicago

Chicago is a scary town

The worst in our whole nation

And let me tell you why that is —

Illegal immigration!

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Rahm must get much tougher

With those hombres illegales

If he fails, I’ll have to send

The hombres federales.

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You say that there’s no data

To confirm my latest claim?

Hombres, here’s the honest truth —

It’s all part of my game.

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I’m showing Rahm, Obama too

Who really has the power

Yo soy el presidente now!

And have the biggest tower.

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So-Called

Don’t believe the so-called polls

Pollsters are deceitful trolls

Don’t believe that so-called judge

You should get your facts from Drudge.

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Disregard the so-called courts

And the Times’ so-called reports

Do not heed the so-called press

(Please buy an Ivanka dress.)

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Don’t demand the so-called data

It is nothing but errata!

No more talk of so-called rights.

I’m fed up with all these fights!

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Rights won’t keep you safe and free —

That’s a job for Steve and me.

No more guff and no more grief!

Bow down, folks, and call me "Chief."

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The National Prayer Breakfast

Let us bow our heads in prayer:

Jesus Christ, good God, I swear!

Schwarzenegger wrecked my show!

Ratings are so very low!

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Holy Mary, Holy Moly!

Holy freakin’ Guacamole!

Allah allah, Hallelujah!

Mark Burnett, I oughtta sue ya!

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Lord, I was the greatest host

My "Apprentice" was the most —

Most beloved, most adored

Why did you forsake me, Lord?

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God, I miss celebrities

God, please help me, pretty please?

I am not a politician

I do not want this position.

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God, my life’s a living Hades

Give me back the fun and ladies.

Is this penance for some sin?

Get me out of here. Amen.

mschmich@chicagotribune.com

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