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Admit That Trump Is Unfit

Are things about Trump we must admit,
Which is brain and body are both unfit;


Big belly sticks out when he does sit.

Jim Horn

Trump Himself Likes To Hallow

Trump himself he does like to hallow,
While he will lie and seem so shallow,
And his mind,
Left behind;
Skin appears bright like marsh mallow.

Together poems would rather compile;
That seems to match my incredible style,
With each word,
That occurred,
And for my poems "P" will have to dial.

When Trump Has Washed Hair
  
When Trump washed hair and after it dries,
Changes color and dies with beauty supplies;
Should see skin,
Bad has been,
And he even crushed his Cracker Jack prize.

While on Journey Ran Into Bernie

Remember while we were on a journey,
Had been running into Senator Bernie;
Never trounced,
But off bounced';
After accident he needed an attorney.

Jim Horn

his should keep you busy read my
poems for a while. I could just copy
and paste them.

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