Day 1387, Is It Over?

 

“It ain’t over, ‘til it’s over,”

That’s what Yogi Berra said.

Now it looks like it is over;

Can we say the dragon’s dead?

 

As we go on with the counting,

Trump can’t breathe; he’s turning blue.

He sees Biden’s total mounting,

As “red” states are bluing, too.

 

Will the Donald throw a tantrum,

One that everyone can see,

Tantrum in the White House antrum,

On all channels of TV?

 

We will need a nice, fat lady

Once we’ve counted all the votes,

Female singer, pretty weighty,

Who can hit all the right notes.

 

We have watched a dragon slaying

And the righting of a wrong;

Soon it’s time the bands were playing

And we all joined in this song….

 

God Bless America  (Irving Berlin)

 

God Bless America, land that I love.

Stand beside her and guide her,

Through the night, with a light from above.

From the mountains to the prairies,

To the oceans, white with foam,

God Bless America, my home, sweet home…

God Bless America, my home, sweet home.