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Trump To God
Trump To God We never did discover what will be the cost When around for long time have been bossed And insulted, humiliated as well as criticized Of a bunch of ignorance this has epitomized. Aren't we supposed to be setting an example? Instead of on others always trying to trample And cowardice display abundant corpulence Or building walls that will serve as a fence. Fence ourselves in are not supposed to do When wide open spaces and sky virulent blue Are some of the things that God was making Grand Canyon and Yellowstone all breath-taking. In Yellowstone often appear many bubbles God did not intend to cause any troubles Of crop He constantly gave us His cream Bubble openings were for blowing off steam. Do steam blowing in a constructive fashion Instead of around in circles madly dashing Trump to God should always offer his soul Each time he does or starts losing control. James Eye Blinking Thinking Horn Retired Veteran and Poet
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