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I found this is my email box this morning. I have Damn Tony’s permission to post it.
Howdy Juanita Jean —
This is Tony from Weatherford. We emailed a few times a way long time ago, then I fell silent. It’s because a Democrat got elected to some office or another here in Parker County (I think it was County Dog Catcher) and armed conflict broke out, then the Comanches took advantage of the situation and moved back here into the power vacuum and now they run everything. Internet service went to hell, but there’s now plenty of really great gambling available. So it’s sort of a tradeoff, I guess.
Anyway, I am seldom moved to write song lyrics. This might or not might be a good thing. But these are unusual times and I am provoked to do unusual things.
You can use this if you want to. I thought I had a copyright on this, then that Assange fellow got hold of it and soon it was all over the place. My lawyer said I didn’t stand up and claim my rights fast enough.
Trump’s Friend Vlad is Comin’ to Town
(Sung to the tune of “Santa Claus is Coming to Town,”
only you have to get smashed on Trump Vodka first)
Oh, the Trumpsters gnash teeth
While The Donald doth blow
Who woulda thought Vlad’s
Running the show!
Trump’s friend Vlad is comin’
To town!
Vlad’s making a list
Trump’s checking it twice
Russian cheese goin’ to the
Prez’s little mice
Trump’s friend Vlad is comin’
To town!
Comey hears when Team Trump’s yakkin’
But Obama’s thrown the shade
You’d think Trump Tower would be more secure
But the phones are Russian made
Oh, that Michael Flynn dodge
And that Sessions sashay
There’s more maneuvers here
Than a Red Square May Day
Trump’s friend Vlad is comin’
To town!
Trump’s never met this Vlad, now
‘Cept they’re close as close can be
Vlad keeps in touch thru email
Gets a lot of stuff from the DNC
Oh, Roger Stone’s drunk
And Kellyanne’s pissed
Ukraine’s in the can
But Trump’s gettin’ dissed
Trump’s friend Vlad is comin’
To town!
We’re buildin’ a wall
We don’t know quite where
He said Mexico
I want nearer Red Square
Trump’s pal Vlad is comin’
To town!
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Lyrics by Tony King, melody by some girl I met on Russian Facebook who’s probably died by now under mysterious circumstances.
This is a great Filk—-[Leslie Fish eat your heart out.]
1Excellent! Thank you, Tony.
Or, as Vlad would say, “Отлично! Спасибо, Тони.”
2…that Sessions sashay… Lord, ain’t it the truth? Thanks for the giggles, Mr. Tony. If I had your talent, I’d write lyrics too. My governor was one of the 8 govs who signed a letter backing Trumpcare. Of course he refused to expand Medicaid here and he used to be a doctor. He’s also a deacon in his church. They are trying to impeach him for messin’ around with his married campaign advisor and using taxpayer money to support/hide the affair. That’s a whole sorry tale in itself. He appointed the State’s Attorney General, who was supposed to be investigating him, to Session’s senate seat. Our new senator is Mr. Luther Strange, strange as that may sound. Love and fried okra,
3Deb from Alabama
Oh yeah. That’s fun to sing. Great work Tony.
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