when they ask me what i’m doing
at the end of this long campaign
when they ask which course i’m pursuing
these words are my refrain
i will say:
i am building a wall with the press of my palms
i am building a wall i am asking for alms
from mexico; brexit, yo
nigel farage you farang i will build you a garage
and it will only have three walls
it will drive you up one of them –
i am building the fourth wall, just you wait for it
i will make bertolt brecht pay for it
nobody can break it they’ll all come to grief
this past month has been the longest suspension of disbelief –
i am building a wall out of loonies and hicks
i will bury dead immigrants under the bricks
i will separate lovers and split families
these are best practices learned from chinese
they will see from the moon the results of my reign
i will make america a great wall again –
i am building a wallflower a wilting seasonal succulent
climbing weed one indiscretion one microaggression at a time
i am willing her into her place i am building her live
she’s a five – no, a six – really, six? no, a five.
i am building a wallflower may flower
may i ? no need for consent
we can judge by intent
i am building a wal-do a wally where is he
where are the red and white stripes of his hat
where is his equally red and white striped girlfriend
where is he beneath the white stars in the blue night
i cannot find him among the immigrants
who are playing sudoku and have put wally out of a job
i am building a wall mart
with the tall parts and the small farts
i am building a wall mart in north korea
and the chinese are going to pay for it
i am building a wall street journal
my name is elite and eternal in the halls
of the washington mall
i am building a walrus
and i am a carpenter
suddenly all of us
pursued by dementors
they’re foreigners, troll ’em!
expecto patronum!
in the wispy dull light
my patronus is white.
i am building a wall
i am willing a bald spot out of existence
there is no resistance
i am billing you for that call
i am welding you to the toilet stall
i am building my way back to a world
before orange is the new black
i am whitewashing your yellowface
i am waltzing with her majesty her grace
i am building a walt disney world
version of wall-e, the secret of walter
mitty my male fantasy, i am bill clintoning
a lewinsky, i am beaming my stupidity
into your feed whether you need it or not
i’m building a walk in the park
i’m building an ark for the two by two families
i’m building a trigger obama you notable figure
i’m building a trigger warning an awning we can shelter under
i am building the warp and the woof
i am building the truth
which is bigger than the voice of america’s youth
something there is that doesn’t love a wall
well fuck you robert frost i’m building it
you lost i’m killing it
so you can be that little dutch boy who sticks his finger
in the hole in the wall
which is a dam or a dyke
we don’t give either of those
america chose!
or you can build a wall full of words
full of herds
a wall full of sleep a wall full of sheep
i will count them and recount them
for i have promises to keep
and a conservative veep
I’m gonna make a great leap
forward before twitter beeps at 3am
i lurve the steep learning curve
and miles to sow before i reap
two roads diverged in a yellow wood
im going to cut down the wood
im gonna spray paint it white
and I’m gonna use it to build a wall
over both roads
and that’s gonna make all the difference.
