Chrystal Balls
Chrystal Balls
We all again were going totally ballistic;
Someone said Trump is being realistic;
Together never got,
And also lied a lot;
Crystal balls made him become a mystic.
Together both were clanging and banging;
Bothered us while around he was hanging;
Force down throat,
With an anecdote;
Shut him up or we should be strangling.
Jim Horn
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2017
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