Here’s a toast to the die-hard Trumpers, which includes some family and friends. It must be tough trying to stay on board the Trump Train after this first year of foolishness. I think Trump actually tried to do a campaign-style rally a while back, and he couldn’t fill up half a small high school gym. But there’s still that cult-like hard core who love to hear the man ramble. This song’s for you.
Now, the setting sun peaks in thru half-closed blinds
Somehow, the fading light still twinkles in your eyes
Grab a MAGA sign and ride
It’s rally time tonight
We’re tired of all the liberals in our lives
Like angry bees we agitate the hive
Electricity so fine
Donald, dry your eyes
We’re old and getting older all the time
We’ll leave Fox News and radio behind
The horse’s mouth is more divine
Rally time tonight
You dress in red and blue just like a flag
Your MAGA hat stands tall upon your head
Tonight, grab a hold your wife, and drive
Trump rally is tonight
I know the polls and pundits talking grim
One year in and Dandy Don is fading fast
Lash yourself to the mast
It’s rally time tonight
You got no friends no more
And Uncle Donny treats you like a washed-up whore
Your wife is happy to show you the door
But she ain’t gonna go no more
Its rally time tonight
Waipahu Bob 