Day 1,000, Washington DC Oktoberfest (1)
Back east, where the Potomac flows,
There’s a stench, so hold your nose.
On Pennsylvania avenue,
Dwells someone we must bid adieu.
We want the White House pure and good;
Trump moved in the neighborhood;
And, bit by bit, decay began;
We must get rid of this man.
Trump is the worst of presidents.
Let’s impeach him!
We have a mound of evidence.
Let’s impeach him!
His base is bigots and the rich.
Let’s impeach him!
An emperor without a stitch,
Whose ass is kissed by Moscow Mitch.
And Donald courts white supremacists,
And what about Trump’s porn star trysts?
Schwanz: (2)
And what about Trump’s porn star trysts?
(1) May be sung to Hofbrauhaus Lied (In Muenchen steht ein Hofbrauhaus) a song written in 1935 by Wilhelm Gabriel in Berlin, not Munich. The melody is attributed to Gabriel’s friend, Klaus Siegfried Richter, who borrowed from pre-existing melodies. It is probably the best known Oktoberfest song outside of Germany.
The song has many verses and the well-known chorus. I have written one verse and one chorus. There are lots of versions on You Tube.
Let’s impeach him!
(2) An attempt at a German joke. A repeated line at the end of a song is called the coda, Italian for “tail” or “tail end.” Schwanz is the German word for “tail.”