Yet Still Four Sad Years

Yet Still Four Sad Years Why would anyone become a beast Desire and will to leave God increased Along with taking many others down While carrying staff and wearing crown. Can you imagine a President like that Five year old dumber than a doormat Thinking he is always well-endowed Must be bowed down to by every crowd. Has orange hair and face full of paint Acting as a great god and also saint And soon when our each twilight nears You must withstand Trump for four years. Jim Horn