Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands

This is great, and past due. OK, to begin with the White House had to postpone Women’s Day 2018, scheduled for March 8th because Melanomia was busy hiding under a bed due the fallout of this Stormy story resurfacing, again. You can only duck this kind of shell-shocking but once or twice, then it’s time to furlough the butler. My mistake, as the contract trophy wife went bashful in hiding because of the alert that Donald had invited a pervert rapist over for a “State Diner”, some guy from North Korea. That’s a definite one-shot - can his ass! So Women’s Day will be re-scheduled for March 21st, best mark your calendar as this year will realize a very special event. Big Phony Tits deal, this day interferes with World Puppetry Day, right up the Rex Tillerson’s Fucking Moron and Vladimir Portnoy Putin’s alley cat way. And it is the day that celebrates the closing of Alcatraz, which may need a re-opening with all the corruption in GOP politics - probably enough cells for the entire 115th GOP Congress and being in California, conjugal visits by Maxine Waters. Wow, March 21^st was also the annulment of King Louis VII and Eleanor Rigby of Aquitaine, because the King had a Stormy moment. Wish Melanomia had the nerve to throw the bum out. What if she received a restraining order against the bastard and wanted to stay in the White House? But on this “Women’s Day 2018” soon upon US, it will also commence the United States’ Secretary of State’s “International Women’s Day Courage Awards”, and Melanomia will be the Master of Ceremony.  This coveted award is reserved for women around the world who have shown leadership, courage, resourcefulness, and willingness to sacrifice for others, especially in promoting women’s rights in the workplace. Started by Condoleezza Rice in 2007, this year will be special as it will be the 1^st time for an American to be the recipient and thus joining the ranks of other “Courageous” women of our times. And drum roll please, the 2018 recipient is Sarah Huckabee Sanders, for “What me worry” & “What me think”! Damn, my mistake, that is for the Alfred E. Neuman “MAD” Award. Go Sarah, for putting up with the Fucking Moron and holding your ground as the White House “Country Music Awards” Secretary! But I truly believe that Sarah Huckabee deserves this “Women’s Day Courage Award”, so please Melanomia. Sarah shows the world leadership with respect to the Moron’s “peter peckership”, and courage to protect the Stormy interests of this Fucking Moron at the same time resourcefulness to restrain the perverted Fucking Moron and willingness to sacrifice - wait just a damn covfefe collusion collision second, Rob Porter did what for advancing women’s rights and the entire Oval Office staff knew about his punching bag bad habits? Sarah, I thought you were religious and I am sure daddy taught you about thum kind of man? I forgot, for every WH black eye is comforted with a “Mulligan”. Wow, what a concept for a new award, the “Melania Mulligan” for “woman is the nigger of the world” yes she is "Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands"!

Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands

Bob Dylan

With your mercury mouth in the missionary times,
And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes,
And your silver cross, and your voice like chimes,
Oh, do they think could bury you?
With your pockets well protected at last,
And your streetcar visions which you place on the grass,
And your flesh like silk, and your face like glass,
Who could they get to carry you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I put them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheets like metal and your belt like lace,
And your deck of cards missing the jack and the ace,
And your basement clothes and your hollow face,
Who among them can think he could outguess you?
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims
Into your eyes where the moonlight swims,
And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,
Who among them would try to impress you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I put them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their geranium kiss,
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this,
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames on your midnight rug,
And your Spanish manners and your mother's drugs,
And your cowboy mouth and your curfew plugs,
Who among them do you think could resist you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Oh, the farmers and the businessmen, they all did decide
To show you the dead angels that they used to hide.
But why did they pick you to sympathize with their side?
Oh, how could they ever mistake you?
They wished you'd accepted the blame for the farm,
But with the sea at your feet and the phony false alarm,
And with the child of a hoodlum wrapped up in your arms,
How could they ever, ever persuade you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

With your sheet-metal memory of Cannery Row,
And your magazine-husband who one day just had to go,
And your gentleness now, which you just can't help but show,
Who among them do you think would employ you?
Now you stand with your thief, you're on his parole
With your holy medallion which your fingertips fold,
And your saintlike face and your ghostlike soul,
Oh, who among them do you think could destroy you?

Sad-eyed lady of the lowlands,
Where the sad-eyed prophet says that no man comes,
My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums,
Should I leave them by your gate,
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

Songwriters: Bob Dylan