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“I will be unbeatable in 2020.” Trump said at the end of 2017.

What is wrong with the great narcissist?
Doesn’t he see the writing on the wall?
Doesn’t he feel the pounding on his golden door by Mueller
and the clamor of millions of Americans shouting 
“It’s time to move on to jail, liar.
You and your ilk do not have any time left to screw Americans anymore.”

You, Trump, show the height of arrogance of a pampered, cuddled child
who was never taught the manners and humility street children have.
When you show fake positiveness as the truth hits you in the face 
crumbling everything around you, showin the ignorance of an uncivilized dolt

Soon you and your family of corrupt people will be a family of jailbirds,
assuming the judiciary is responsible and does the job they were chosen
You, justices, were entrusted to do justice regardless of the person’s wealth,
position and political affiliation

You may try to hide like Saddam Hussein did, but you are a loser, Trump,
and can’t hide anymore, anywhere. 
The whole world looks upon you with disdain.

The American people now know all about your misdeeds of making money off the presidency (a crime) and cowering before Putin (our enemy). Shameful.

In case you forgot, you were representing the United States of America,
not the United States of Trump, a dream that never was and never will be
The United States citizenry knows and remembers 
what you have done to our country and will show it at the polls  

 The bell of righteousness tolls loudly, Donald Trump,
The bell of guilt tolls for thee.

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