On Brim of Becoming Grim
On Brim of Becoming Grim
As usual we found ourselves on the brim,
Of becoming so sad as well as very grim;
Him we analyzed,
Were surprised;
With new President must put up with him.
Jim Horn
What is the real truth about Trump
is what I want to know.
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