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Fred + Mary said - we need a truly "black swan".\n\nMary said, yes, Fred - a really insidious spawn - to instill fear by our name - Trump!\n\nFred said - they're playing our song - let's - get-it-on - let's "spawn".\n\n9-months later - in 1946 - little "Don" was that "spawn".\n\nFred + Mary then said, well now, we're on the verge of a new & scary "dawn".\n\nThen Fred looked out the window & saw some kids trekking through his front yard.\n\nWhereupon Fred screeched - get off my lawn - before I send for James "Sonny" Cohn.\n\nFred ruminated - with lil Don - once he gets down - it'll all be gone!\n\nThen Fred & Mary continued their mah-jong.\n\nMeanwhile, lil Don - went down the street - & with his clothes on - dived into the dirty pond.\n\nHe saw his reflection in the water & said - I'll be a real Don some day - way more nastier & memorable than the movie Don - Don Corleone.\n\nSo, as it turned out - lil Don turned out to be the spawn that morphed into the black sawn that ushered in a whole new dawn -\n\nThe dawn of the dead - the truly dead - the walking dead - the talking dead - the sulking dead - the skulking dead - the dreaded dead - the embedded dead - the retread dead - the never-get-out-of-bed dead - the velveeta spread dead - the after all is said dead -\n\nThe kind of dead - that says -\xa0 let's just seal off all true reality from this world - and let's just hurl -\n\nhurl our own shit all over y'all - from one end to the other.\n\nSo, it was that Don became the only song - the only song heard from the lawn - the White House lawn.\n\nLike a fog - it crept in on little cat's feet - and - before you knew it - by the followsng dawn - it was just on