All of us down in WEVille liked freedom a lot
But the Trump who lived in the white house did not
The Trump hated freedom and said it was treason
Now please don’t ask why no one quite knows the reason
It could be his head wasn’t screwed on just right
Or maybe his cankles and knees were too tight
But I think the most likely reason of all
Must have been that his Dad never hugged him at all.
Whatever the reason, his Dad or his knees
He stood up there every night hating the WE’s
Flanked by his minions who all hate them to
They plot how they’re coming for me and for you
For they know every WE, all of your friends and mine
Is busily making their own NO KINGS sign.
They call in their soldiers with hate and with fear
“Antifa is coming! It’s practically here!”
Then Tump flexed his small hands ‘til the bronzer was showing
“I Must find some way to stop freedom from growing!”
For tomorrow he knew, all the WE girls and boys
Would dress up like frogs and without any poise!
And then! Oh, the noise!
That democracy noise!
Shouting and Chanting the Noise!
NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!
Then the WE’s young and old would all stop for a song
Or a speech or a chant where they all joined along
TOGETHER! Like commies! Some even hold hands
Singing with banjos or Dixie land bands.
Which neither the Trump nor his minions could stands
And then they’d do something he feared even more
Every WE down in WEville the rich and the poor
Would come close together, their favorites promoting
At the polls or the mailbox and WE’s would start VOTING!
And they’d vote And they’d vote!
And they’d VOTE for NO KING!
And the more the Trump thought of this WE vote NO KING!
The more that Trump knew he must STOP this WHOLE THING.
“If it weren’t for their cheating I just know that I’d win”
“I must stop then now or they’ll do it again”
Then he got an idea. An awful idea.
The Trump got a awful unlawful idea!
“I know just what to do” the Trump rubbed his small hands
“I will stop all this protesting right where it stands”
The idea so cheered him he got an erection
“Why I ‘ll just claim the rally is their insurrection!”
“All I need is an army.” The Trump looked around
But since army’s are scarce there was none to be found
Did that stop Mr. Trump? No the man simply said
“The National guard will work fine in their stead.”
So he called his big guns and his minions all made them
“Antifa is coming! George Soros has paid them!”
And he loaded grenades and some bullets went down
On the backs of some tanks and they drove into town
“I’m just like Washington” He cried as they charge
“If he had been older and racist and large!”
All the houses were dark, quiet smoke filled the air
All the WE’s were all dreaming sweet dreams without care
When he came to the first little house on the square.
“This is stop number one” old cankle pants hissed
To the wraith Stephen Miller, so grim in his fist.
Steve slid through the mailslot, flat as can be
Fake ballots could make it, why then so could’t he!
He got stuck in the middle but that hardly mattered
When this was all done and democracy shattered
He saw painted signs waiting fresh in a row
“Those signs” barked his boss “are the first things to go!”
Steve unlocked the door for the man and his mallots
Then they marched though the house taking frog suits and ballots!
Trumpets and tee shirts, stickers and flyers!
Chicken suits stollers and flags, the big liars!
They stuffed them in bags, then the two very thankful
Loaded them all till they had a whole tankful!
For the stained bill of rights the man brought out the shredder
“This excellent night just keeps on getting better!”
And the old constitution he started to shred
Til he heard a small sound and he whipped round his head
Standing behind was a very small WE
Little Betty-Lee WE who was no more than three.
The man had caught by this tiny believer
He wondered if he’d have a chance to deceive her
She stared at the thief and said “Mr. Trump why?”
“Why are you shredding the document WHY?”
But you know that greased palm was so weaselly and slick
He thought up a lie and he thought it up QUICK!
“Why my sweet little tot.” The aged despot lied
“The dangers and criminals come from one side!”
I’m just cutting out all the parts that are wrong
“I’ll save the good bits; make America Strong!”
His lie fooled the child, he patted her head,
Gave her a drink and then sent her to bed
And when Betty-Lee WE went to bed with her cup
He made sure that thing had been all shredded up
He picked up the parchment and old constitution
Consigned it to flames with some electrocution.
No more rule of law and no legal solution
And the one single rule that the man left on the hill
Was norm that was even too weak for a bill
Then he did the same thing to the courts and senate
Leaving norms much too small for the cancers within it
It was nearly half time, all the WE’s and the banks
Still deeply in slumber. Trump packed up the tanks
Packed them up with the freedoms, the councils, the juries,
The Senate and Congress the storms and the flurries
Three thousand feet up; past the cracks of Mt Doom
The Volcano snorted, he yelled to the room
“Pee Pee” to the WE’s he was Trumpily humming
“There finding out now that no Freedom is Coming!”
“They’re just waking up. , I know just what they’ll do ”
“They’ll reach for the ballots that I tore in two”
“Then the Snowflakes in WEville will all cry BOOHOO”
“That’s a noise,” said the Trump “That I simply MUST here”
And a makeup-caked hand slowly reached to his ear
And he did hear a sound rising drifting down through the cave
It started out timid and then it got brave
Each moment he listened the sound sounded prouder
It shouldn’t be so. but it was getting louder.
He looked at his phone and Trump popped out his eyes
Then he shook, what he saw was a shocking surprise
Every WE down in WEville the rich and the poor
Was marching together right up to his door!
HE hadn’t stopped Freedom from coming! It CAME~
Some how or other it came just the same.
And the Trump and his minions, starred into the sea
All puzzling and puzzling, just how can it BE?
“It came without guidelines it came without laws”
“It came without senators wagging their jaws”
And they puzzled three hours til the shadows grew tall
Then tan idea occurred where it hadn’t at all.
“Maybe freedom is not from the National Mall”
“Maybe freedom lives on in the hearts of us all”
“And what happened then? Well in WEville they say
The short bill of rights grew three sizes that day!
And the minute the soldiers all laid down their arms
The old constitution grew back with its charms
The dictator vanquished his minions demoted
And country restored, cuz the people HAD VOTED.
