“Oh shit!” ‘Sorry Ronnie Toopac… Nancy’Melania!
It is ‘Sunday’ Tuesday Wednesday in Amerika!
“Let us watch ‘The Golf’ read my tweets!”
“Huge vivla la diff’ eh’?”
“Oh Me ah me! What ever do you mean?” (Said Nancy Melania)
“Ah shit Nancy! Melania! I mean it is morning in Amerka! Didn’t I say that?!”
“No, you are a Commie if you did!”
“Nancy! Melania! I am soooo Sorry! I lost my place! Here was I, back in the Eighties! Working for law and land! Money, lust, and US!
I even enlisted! I served my Country! What did I get? Bupkis!” What did I get? Rich!
“Butt… We (Ronnie and I—don’t he look cute—riding that horsey? Honey?—Now…what were you saying? You middle class? Oh Yeah! Something about entitlements?”)
“Uh! Ya know what? Nancy? Mel? Never mind. We got ours. And ya know what? We got that Commie Bastard!—That Gorbo-chov! That Puttie… God Bless America!”
“But… where is the money?”
“for America?”
For us?
Where is our prosperity?
I thought we won the war?
Where? Where are the fruits?
They just evaporated.
Didn’t they?
“I made enuff money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so fast…”
–Jimmy Buffett
“Just say no,” “Make US Great” was all she said, as she walked away.
(The conversation is ambiguous, waxes and wanes, for a reason: we are all to blame)
“You let ’em come home…” America.
We all should be allowed to come home. After all: it is the only place that stays open–all night.
We all should be allowed to come home. After all: it is the only place that stays open–all night.
We all should be allowed to come home. After all: it is the only place that stays open–all night.
We all should be allowed to come home. After all: it is the only place that stays open–all night.
We all should be allowed to come home. After all: it is the only place that stays open–all night.
We all should be allowed to come home. After all: it is the only place that stays open–all night.
The US of US is the only place that stays open all night. For All. We sort em out, once they (manage) to get here.
The US of US is the only place that stays open all night. For All. We sort em out, once they (manage) to get here.
For All.