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A Lunsmore Or a Lucifer

A Lunsmore or a Lucifer What if I mix up my gives with my git's Wouldn't that really be the total pits But out there when sins you will admit Life's puzzle together does easier fit. Sins create weight for our each shoulder And everyday as our lives do grow older There will appear someone named Trump Who on backs will be a monstrous hump. That hump did become so hard to bare Also only for himself does he always care Around whole countryside likes to tour In disguise like a Lismore or a Lucifer. Talking about someone who is skimpiest And impressed by his being impish Compared to candidates is much higher No wonder they call him the Trump Empire. James Thesarious Hilarious Horn Retired Veteran and Poet

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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