ÅNGERMANLAND I will arise and go now, and go to Ångermanland, And a vast fortress build there, of rage and madness made; None else will I have there -- my world will I command And live alone in the bee-loud glade. And I shall have my rage there, for rage's wind doth blow, Blowing from the hearings, from where the RINOs sing; There Bennie’s all aglimmer, and Jamie's all aglow, And the transcripts full of Liz’s zings. I will arise and go now, for always night and day I see old allies dumping me and smirking more and more; I know that court awaits me some not too distant day, I know it in the deep heart’s core.