A Whirlwind Back on Penn Avenue

. He's chasing that Nobel Peace Prize. Claims he's ended seven wars.

He wants his face put on that mountain. He's like a rowboat without an

oar. He's selling dreams and a red hat and golden sneakers

for your feet. He's got a nickname for his rivals and a crowd waiting

on every street. He says the system's been rigged, and he's the only one with

the key. While he's painting bold new pictures of how the future's

going to be. He's the talk in every coffee shop from the Delta

to the Plains. A whirlwind in a suit and tie that nobody can quite tame.