Come Out and Dance, Mister ICE man

Won’t you come out and dance, Mister Ice Man?The party can’t start without you.We’ve swept the streets, emptied the trash cans–There’s nothing more you have to do.Put down your big gun, join the circle,Leave your goggles and helmet behind.Turn your scowl into smiles,Come and dance for a while,While the DHS loses its mind.While Kristi Noem loses her mind.While Steve Miller loses his mindInflatable frogs will step dance and clog–The steps are quite easy you see.Just pull up your zippers,And flip flap your flippers,Then one, two, three, one two and three!The unicorns beam in a rainbow-hued stream,Spreading happiness throughout the land,So clip, clip and clop,The music won’t stopTil you all have a partner in hand.The chickens and rexes, greet soldiers from TexasAnd give each a flower to hold.Abandon your line, try a new paradigm,And scrap the old rigamarole.The folks in DC, watching on their TV,Will have tantrums, spasms and fits.Oh, let them rave on while we dance to this songAnd they vibrate themselves into bits!Copyright © 2025 Jean Edouard Pouliot. Can be shared with attribution.Image generated using Canva AI. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jeanpouliot.substack.com/subscribe