"T.S.E. won't eat..." Seconal-Amendment Remedy in Rhyme; or, J. Alfred Pruf Rocks as Drumpf's Head Rolls!

(How many New Jersey citizens, Muslim or infidel, will be spotted cheering ecstatically once this rhyme is widely broadcast? Estimates vary. Still, all readers are encouraged to use any or all of these verses as double-Dutch counting rhymes in their celebratory festivities.)

“T.S.E. won’t eat no peach.”* (Prufrock...Prufrock!) Mermaids bleat so, each to each. Oh-h-h-h, Prufrock! Eh?

Donald's dome: drench'd -- deep! -- in bleach? (Forelock...forelock!) Clorox circumscribes his speech.* Oh-h-h-h, forelock! Eh? 

Compromise? Not Mitch's niche. (Gridlock...gridlock!) Congress comes to halting screech! O-h-h-h, gridlock! Eh?

“Holmes conceit? No solo beech,”* (Sherlock...Sherlock!) Watson tweets, though Doc won't preach. O-h-h-h, Sherlock! Eh?
     * Cf Conan Doyle's "The Copper Beeches."

Bolton's keen to treaties breach.* (Warlock...warlock!) "John: just cool it," we beseech. O-h-h-h, warlock! Eh? 

Arms avail'd with barrel breech? (Flintlock...flintlock!) Background checks? That’s overreach.* O-h-h-h, flintlock! Eh?

If we fail to "Pote" impeach (hemlock...hemlock!), poison that embloaten'd creature!* O-h-h-h-h-h-h, hemlock...h'rra-a-ay!
     * Cf any article on fat tick removal. (Fat ticks are known carriers of Lyin' Disease, a lot of which is going around.)

"A is for Abe and his unfunded pension" The Gashlycrumb Seniors: A Short Sojourn At Archaedian Acres Retirement Village with a Nod to Edward Gorey

(B/w line illustrations prompted by those appearing in Gorey's "Gashlycrumb Tinies" are on the drawing board: a work in progress.) 

A is for Abe and his unfunded pension.
B is for Babs with severe hypertension.

C is for Carl, largely vegetative.
D is for Dotty. Her mem’ry? A sieve.

E is for Esther awaiting a heart.
F is for Fred of the flatulent fart.

G is for Gordon who suffers from gout.
H is for Helga. Her hair’s falling out.

I is for Ida. That itching’s come back.
J is for Johnny. His stools have turn'd black.

K is for Kurt with three holes in his colon.
L is for Lu. Her identity? Stolen.

M is for Maud with a face like a prune.
N is for Nick. Turned 100 in June.

O is for Oscar. The man is obese.
P is for Pearl. (Best to leave Pearl in peace.)

Q is for Queenie who has to be fed.
R is for Ralph: "Am I better off dead?"

S is for Sylvie. Can’t hear worth a damn.
T is for Tim. Suffers flashbacks from Nam.

U’s for Umberto. As yet there's no cure.
V is for Vince: old…but still immature.

W’s Wilfred whose hemorrhoids swell.
X is for Xan: Senor Singular Smell.

Y’s for Yolanda who'll pass come the Fall.
Z is for ZaSu. She’ll outlive us all.