Where The UnAmerican Things Are
The Emperor wore his sheep suit and denied making mischief of one kind or another
His public called him out: “LIAR!”
And the Emperor said “I’LL DESTROY YOU ALL!”
And so, he ascended to power without winning the popular vote.
That very same week, in the Emperor’s palace, a forest of pawns grew and grew
The Cabinet stagnated with the elite and out-of-touch
The great, impenetrable, beautiful wall cut through the south
The environment crumbled beneath the burden of fossil fuels,
and bore the Emperor a boat in a sea of oil
The Emperor sailed along, without a care, through night and day
In and out of meetings, signing Emperor’s Orders
He came to where the UnAmerican things are.
He saw on Twitter and the Interwebs
The places where the UnAmerican things are
And they roared their terrible truths and organized their terrible protests
And decried his terrible alternative facts and skewered his terrible decisions
Until the Emperor cried “YOU’RE MISINTERPRETING EVERYTHING!”
With the magic trick of denying their first amendment rights to free speech
And the alleged UnAmericans were frightened
And they realized he was truly the most UnAmerican thing of all
“And now!” cried the Emperor “Let the insane rumpus begin!”
“Now stop,” the Emperor said, as he felt anew the power of the informed. And he sent the UnAmerican things off to bed without their constitutionally protected rights.
And the Emperor was lonely, and wanted to be where someone adored him most of all.
Then all around, from the Interwebs and social media, he scrolled through adoring comments from TRUE Americans. And he realized being Emperor of America was the greatest glory of all.
And the alleged UnAmericans cried, “Oh please, God, no. Don’t cede him more power. We’ll lose 300 years of Constitutional rights.”
And the Emperor said, “NO. I’ll take what I want. And it’ll be huge.”
And the UnAmericans roared their terrible truths and organized their terrible protests
And decried his terrible alternative facts and skewered his terrible decisions
But the Emperor stepped again into his boat floating on a sea of oil
And he sailed along, without a care, through night and day
In and out of meetings, signing more Emperor’s Orders
And in short order he arrived again in his very own palace
Where he found his powers and his pawns still waiting for him.
