Poor Jon’s been one sick feller,
But we’re glad that he’s feeling weller.
No, it wasn’t from kegs —
It came from the eggs
That were tainted with salmonella.
Connect:
A Bad Egg
Poetic Justice
Don Jr. and Bettina are finding out marriage ain’t a walk in the park,
Not even when your daddy is a self-proclaimed genius and wannabe monarch.
It began with a small private wedding ceremony,
But the after-parties were where it really got tony,
With fireworks and a private Bahamian island, paid for by a Russian oligarch.
Thanks, Buck! The eggs and I are honored to have been immortalized.