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It came on the scene, just as noxious and quick As the smell of the gas from someone who’s quite sick Invaded our space, made us cringe, made us swoon Then got louder and worse, like an out of key tune Like nails on a chalkboard, or chewing steel wool The Hillarump kept droning on, spewing stool And then lie after lie it produced massive heaps Of manure for the talking heads six o’clock sweeps And this most septic process, this river of waste Is to choose who will lead the free human race Yes, our choices seem dim, as we wade through this sty Which would you like poked in, your left or right eye There’s a light at the end, a respite, a way out That our Congress will save us from Hillarump’s clout Yes our House and our Senate will save us with glee From Hillarump’s judgement, if they’ll only agree Oh, that’s right, they’re all morons and as idiots do They’ll in-fight, bicker, *****, whine complain and argue So, just how do we save this democracy From the right and the left and the bureaucracy Gary Johnsons our man cause he’s honest and true Vote for him, liberty and America too He will stop Hillarump from degrading this nation To a reality show and complete subjugation By the bigots and assholes, do-gooders and stump The far right and far left who’ve devised Hillarump

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Date: 7/14/2016 2:51:00 PM
Great writing at the perfect time!
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