Maniac Who Loves Money

Maniac Who Loved Money

Trump was maniac who loved money;
Acting foolish thinking he was funny;
He went out and had affair on a dare;
All of his supporters are full of despair;
Died when water boarded by his honey.
(Or was it with honey.)

Cremated By Someone Related

Trump's dead body was sticky subject;
Had heard that someone it did select;
Turned out to be someone related
Who had his cruddy body cremated
Before every body it did infect.

Every body needs a body sometime.
Is that the song Dean Martin sang
With an Italian twang.

Jim Horn.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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