Once upon a time in the summer of 2017 a Big Bad American Wolf huffed and puffed with self-importance.
And the Big Bad American Wolf said to the rest of the World, I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow your houses down because your houses are not the right shade of green.
Our houses are green, our money is green – Americans are the mean green dancing machines.
On Putin, on Pittsburgh, on Prancer for sure, but Paris oh no, you’ve lost your allure.
Keep your huddled masses of immigrants and terrorists to yourselves.
That give- us- your- tired- and- poor- malarkey is over.
America is sovereign – we rock, and you roll.
Baa, baa ex- black sheep that was so very weak,
All the wool belongs to the Wolf now – he thinks it’s his to keep.
Not on my watch.
I'll Call It Like I See It 