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During election and after, buzzwords loud and clear, brags loud and clear,
the motherer lumps all milestone feats into his merits sphere,
as if to the national pantheon he had already drawn near.
Still one declarable thing we never hear: his tax sheets of every past year, the wrappings of all his enormities that would cost U.S. dear.
Financial duty in arrear, functional duty in arrear, still flourishing his racketeering career.

Necropolis for nation's needs, necropolis for ecumenic creeds, 
what holds true of the campaign he leads? Cradle for criminal lawyers of top seeds.

Professional golf-putter grabber by day, senior girl's pussy grabber by night,also, from time to time he has fake news to fight. 
State affairs? Simply slither along the way he haphazardly flies a kite.

Major resources his family hold, quite some key positions his myrmidons hold, 
checks and balances dim, nepotism and cronyism bold.
Never mind materials about his turpitude in foreign agencies' hold, 
'cause all these just left many in a position cold.


America's values and virtues, to him, nothing but a strumpet,
he sets out to strip it and dump it----neither like it nor lump it----
while bombastically blowing his blatant "MAGA" trumpet.

Life commodities dwindle sheer, feelings of safety disappear, 
proliferating are gun gears and campus fear.
Horrible? No! No control measures take effect under his deaf ear.

With obscurantism in compliance, with demagogism in compliance. To literature and science ? His defiance. 
With racism in compliance, with sexism in compliance. To irenics and euthenics? His defiance.

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