Now Out In Cold

Now Out In Cold

Trump's measurements were not well-defined;
Including both his large head and big behind;
Another lie told;
Left us in cold;
Somewhere in fools paradise him we did find.

Jim Horn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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