The Stooge and the Vixen - In Trumps Own Words

Bragg's just an ass, a poor leftist stooge Bought for in full by the Soros machine, Why target me when he knows he will lose His obvious intentions malicious and mean. As to that Stormy, a vixen indeed, She's now named me ‘Tiny’ can't clearly be true, Her one claim to fame fueled by greed The day I first met her is the day I now rue. But let them come on these little red ants, For they fail to see that if their venom may sting Their incredible ravings and irascible rants Provide the real juice to make my fans sing. In chorus the cry my name in support The Trump flags unfurled throughout this great land, Denouncing the wrongs of my reign cut so short, Making it known where each of them stand. I've said it before but I'll say it again, They stole what was mine for the very last time, But this go around I'll make it quite plain Whatever they throw will fade just like slime.