Our Fill of Trump the Imbecile

Our Fill of Trump the Imbecile

What we really have was our whole fill,
Of Trump the Terror who is an imbecile;
Eats during dark, 
While at park;
Knew that he is for sure and always will.

Jim Hon
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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