The secret’s out! He went to Jared! However, Benjamin Franklin once said, “Three can keep a secret, if two of them are dead,” and with so many secrets seeping, spilling and spewing out of the White House these days, I keep waiting for the headline “Floater Found in the Potomac.”
All of this is very reminiscent of a political campaign in the late-1800s when a distant relative of Donald Trump’s, Drittereich Drümpf, ran for governor of the state of Ohio. Secrets, surprises, crises and calamities mounted daily in Drümpf’s run for office. We wrote about it HERE.
Emmett Lee Dickinson’s poem about Drümpf’s campaign, “Their little secrets slip away” (below on the left), seems as applicable today as it did then. Dickinson’s poem did not inspire Drümpf to change his ways, but it did inspire third cousin Emily to pen her poem “Our little secrets slink away” (below on the right).
By Emmett Lee Dickinson: Their little secrets slip away – Although Drümpf will not tell – He’s changed his word a Trillion times And now his swamp does smell – But for the infamy each night There’s some new crisis there No scandal from our recent past With this that may compare – | By Emily Dickinson: Our little secrets slink away – Beside God's shall not tell – He kept his word a Trillion years And might we not as well – But for the niggardly delight To make each other stare Is there no sweet beneath the sun With this that may compare – |