A President's Musings - In Trumps Own Words
“Impeach, Impeach” the chorus grows
Wise is the phrase “What I shall reap is what I sow”,
Show me the way, find me a door,
For this great stage I crave no more.
God know’s I’ve tried, perhaps too much
To put the world to rights and such
Is my reward, forlorn by friend and foe
I’ve never in my life felt so very low.
What will I do, how should I act,
Shall I perhaps try dignity and tact?
But why now fall for this vile ruse
To be sidelined, become a mere recluse?
Let me stand tall, tell them what’s what,
If I recall they did sign squarely on the dot,
I’ll show them how it still can be,
To have the greatest President our world will surely ever see.
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