Bye bye Mr. Trump - SEE-ya - wouldn't want ta BE-ya.
Don - they tell me you're leaving I can't believe it's true, that we’ll get to live without you. You’ll go away - govern-mentally, after all this pain and misery. When you go - I won’t miss you, You never said a thing that was true. Remember when - you hoaxed the virus fight. What an idiot - you never got it right. Trump never cared - for me or you, but we might survive now that he's through. So let’s discuss - the insurrection - you provoked when you lost the election. You got impeached for time number two who said breaking up was hard to do? Let’s say goodbye - and let it be, I hear you’re going to do - Trump TV? About the time you get that set up, New York will come and lock you up.
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