Fred + Mary said - we need a truly "black swan". Mary said, yes, Fred - a really insidious spawn - to instill fear by our name - Trump! Fred said - they're playing our song - let's - get-it-on - let's "spawn". 9-months later - in 1946 - little "Don" was that "spawn". Fred + Mary then said, well now, we're on the verge of a new & scary "dawn". Then Fred looked out the window & saw some kids trekking through his front yard. Whereupon Fred screeched - get off my lawn - before I send for James "Sonny" Cohn. Fred ruminated - with lil Don - once he gets down - it'll all be gone! Then Fred & Mary continued their mah-jong. Meanwhile, lil Don - went down the street - & with his clothes on - dived into the dirty pond. He 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. So, 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 - The 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 - The kind of dead - that says - let's just seal off all true reality from this world - and let's just hurl - hurl our own shit all over y'all - from one end to the other. So, it was that Don became the only song - the only song heard from the lawn - the White House lawn. Like a fog - it crept in on little cat's feet - and - before you knew it - by the followsng dawn - it was just on