(A timely tribute to Malvina Reynolds, the writer of the original “Little Boxes,” and Pete Seeger, who popularized the folk song.)
Little boxes, on his backside,
Bankers boxes filled with SECRETS TOP,
Little boxes, bankers boxes,
With the contents he won’t name.
There’s a secret, there’s a NUKE code,
There’s the name of our super SPY,
Little boxes, bankers boxes,
With their contents all aflame.
And the secrets, in the boxes
Brightly marked “HIGHLY CLASSIFIED,”
In the boxes, bankers boxes,
With their contents all aflame.
There’s a passport, there’s a TRUMP note,
There’s a SECRET with his SHARPIE scrawl,
In the boxes, bankers boxes
With the contents all aflame.
One for Putin, one for Kim Jung,
And one for Saudi ‘Rabia,
In MY boxes, BONKERS boxes,
With the contents all aflame.
They’re my ticket, Golden Ticket,
To riches & ASS-I-AL-LUM,
In MY boxes, all MY boxes,
And we’re going down in flames!