Gone With the Win
The Donald called down to Georgia and he was lookin’ for some votes to find.
But after a while he found himself in a bind
‘cuz the victory he sought was just his imagination.
Instead of votes he caught a bundle of allegations.
Coupl’a years later allegations morphed to litigations.
Litigations spun out indictments
pertaining to Jan6 incitements.
Indictments spun out arraignments,
then the Donald mugshot in confinement
with trumpers caught in conspiring RICO.
Still yet the Donald’s puffing up his ego,
fearing that his Oval will be Gone with the Biden Wind,
the Donald sent down to Georgia some of his political friends
to falsify Elector selections
thus scrambling the presidential election
in his direction.
So the Donald sent down to Georgia
lookin’ for some operatives to wheel and deal
in a RICO to Start-the-Steal.
They were expecting to find
a genteel, agreeable Tara clime,
with peaches prepared by some Aunt Jemima Mammy.
But instead they encountered a DA named Fani!
Now the trump hump is gone with the wind,
gone with the Biden win
never to be trumped-up again
as Georgians emphasize
in their Rhett Butler disguise:
Frankly my dear donald we don’t give a dam!
even as the MakeAngryGangsAttackers still scam
to regurgitate their zombie prez
still yet doing whatever donald sez.
But down here in the DeepSouth, y’all,
we conscientious objectors still say,
as Miss Scarlett did on that long-ago day:
“Tomorrow is another day!”
and “Donald, would you please just go away!”
