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Trump Could Chew and More
Trump a Tough Chewer What Trump sent out soon became spam; Sunday school class taught was a sham; From Pig's Delight, Took squeal (real) big bite; Sure enjoyed being such a big horrible ham. Bit off much more than Trump could chew; Like whale out of mouth spit would spew; Head hard and hollow; Supporters still follow, And never quit giving it to me and you. He was recognized as his eminency; Trump believed in White Supremacy; Him to endure, We need a cure; Even has a son who is a spoiled sissy. Jim Horn Trump turned tide into nonchalant; And had become familiar old haunt; Were on brink; Started to sink; What from us now will Trump want? Huge rolls are always had to swallow. Read my bite off more than chew. Trump and Terrible Thunder Trump had created a terrible thunder; He even spoiled spell we were under; An uncanny crude dude; With nothing renewed; Even bothered us with another blunder. Jim Horn
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