Air Out of Each Tire
Air Out of Each Tire
Trump has become a big liar
And let air out of my each tire;
Of corpse we realized
Body was disorganized;
Big mess became and an entire.
Jim Horn
Was filing my bike tires with air when
I thought of this.
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2017
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