Silver Lining, Day 1454

 Playing inside of Donnie's head, with thanks to Paul McCartney:

Stuck inside these four walls

Sent inside forever

Never seeing no one

Nice again

Like you, Melania

You, Melania

You

If I never run out of fear

Thought of losing it all today

A supremacist’s charity

All I need is a tweet a day

If I ever run outta fear

(If we ever run outta fear)

Well, my brain exploded with a mighty crash

As we looked into the sun

And the first one said to the second one there

"I hope you're tweeting, Run"

Banned and on the run, banned and on the run

And the Senate, man and Speaker, Ma’am

Were impeaching everyone

For we’re banned and on the run, banned and on the run

For we’re banned and on the run, banned and on the run

Well, the Majority Leader drew a heavy sigh

Seeing Georgia was over and done

So I rang an alarm near the Capitol Hill

For the rabid goons to run

Banned and on the run, banned and on the run

And the Senate, man and Speaker, Ma’am

Were impeaching everyone

For we’re banned and on the run, banned and on the run

For we’re banned and on the run, banned and on the run

Yeah, I’m banned and on the run

Twitter banned is not so fun

Facebook banned not so fun

Snapchat banned isn’t fun

Well, the term was ending and the Trumpist world

Began to cry and moan

They're searching for voter fraud everywhere

But it never will be found

Banned and on the run, banned and on the run

And my appointed judges, ignored my nudges

And sided with the facts forever more

I’m banned and on the run, Twice impeached and on the run

Ku Klux Klanned and on the run (Yeah)

Banned forever and on the run (Yeah)

Silver Lining, Day 1453

 Remember the Alamoron!

Silver Lining, Day 1452

 Appeasin' treason is the reason for the season.

Silver Lining, Day 1451

 Looking forward to reuniting with all my Parler friends!

Silver Lining, Day 1450

 Someone's not getting his security deposit back.

Silver Lining, Day 1449

 Yeah that Benedict Arnold wasn't such a bad guy, relatively speaking.

Silver Lining, Day 1448

 My friend John suggested a remake of Fiddler on the Roof's "Tradition," as "Sedition." I won't steal his idea, bit I will offer this other ditty:

If I won election,

Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum.

All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.

If I were a two-term man.

I wouldn't have to work hard four more years.

Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum.

If I won biddy biddy elec-,

Yidle-diddle-didle-didle tion.

I'd live in a big white house for four more years,

Right in the middle of the swamp.

(Or until I got evicted by the Congress.)

There would be one long line of cronies going in,

And one even longer going out,

headed off to prison, just for show.

I'd fill my yard with dicks and lackeys and greasy fucks

For the town to see and hear.

Squawking just as verily as they can

And each loud "cheep" and "squawk" and "honk" and "quack"

Would land like a trumpet on the ear,

As if to say "Here lives an elected man."

If I won election,

Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum.

All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.

If I were a two-term man.

I wouldn't have to work hard four more years.

Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum.

If I won biddy biddy elec-,

Yidle-diddle-didle-didle tion.

I see my wife, Melania, looking like Stockholm Syndrome wife

With a proper thousand yard stare.

Supervising gardens to her heart's delight.

I see her revising her pre-nup and strutting like a peacock.

Oy, what a crappy mood she's in.

Screaming at the step-kids, day and night.

The most important men in town would come to fawn on me!

They would ask me to pardon them,

Like a corrupted king.

"If you please, Herr Donald..."

"Pardon me, Herr Donald..."

Posing problems that would cross a caddy's eyes!

And it won't make one bit of difference if I answer right or wrong.

When you're president, they think you really know!

If I were POTUS, I'd have the time that I lack

To golf on the course all day.

And maybe have a march on the National Mall.

And I'd discuss the conspiracies with the red-hatted kooks, several hours every day.

That would be the sweetest thing of all.

If I won election,

Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum.

All day long I'd biddy biddy bum.

If I were a two-term man.

I wouldn't have to work hard four more years.

Ya ba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dibba dum.

If I won biddy biddy re-elec-,

Yidle-diddle-didle-didle tion.

Because, you know, I didn’t really win,

But I’ll never say it’s so.