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Easter Egg Hunt On White House Lawn

Where have all the lovely children gone
Hunt for Easter Eggs on White House lawn
In memory of President's that by have past
And Obama who had been our very last.

Trump is new President and current one
Of handicapped reporter he once made fun
And then he went much further than far
Made fun of a family who bore a Gold Star.

My tax return is now finished and completed
Trump won't show his repeated and repeated
And of whatever it is he may be in pursuit
Behaves like little kid who thinks he is cute.

My patience will wear thinner and thinner
Have a President who is a political beginner
Only thing he cares for is his family affairs
And all the money with Russia he shares.

Even Trump's day does come to an end;
Some more of our money he had to spend;
Then he realized there is not enough security
To protect himself from his each impurity.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

This is a re-post of this poem.
Had some people who wanted to read it.
Jim Horn

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