Get ready for the BIG party

It's less than 800 days until George leaves office. We're in a hurry
around here with so little time to plan the sending off party...
to Paraguay, the News says, where he bought
93,673 acres of grazing land right next to a "secret"
military airstrip, Well, so much for secrets.
Seems right, somehow, running off to historical Paraguay where other national criminals have retired, with no extradition, lots of cattle farming under sunny skies & unlimited brush to whack.
But, before he goes, let's plan the retirement party for the completion of a job finally done, grueling on us all. Give him the worthless medals and cheer him out.
What I envision on that day of departure,
if he is not impeached and in jail first... or even if he is,
are the cells and, Michael Moore, TV cameras capturing hundreds of thousands,
maybe millions of people and cats, throughout the world, rushing out
of their homes, baskets, offices and factories, and children waving small flags
streaming from their schools and parading into the streets,
into city centers, football fields, malls, for one spontaneous celebration of the democratic freedom George fears and loves so much. Riotous, with all the noisy passion of real democracies shouting their happiness to the skies.
And, I hope to be holding one part of the huge banner we are making in our basement right now:
"Heckuva Job, Georgie!"