I figure, since Sir Donald has fired so many, turnabout is fair play...
A dragon did Sir Donald Trump set out to slay. But fortune did not shine on him that day. A buzzing bee caused Trump to shout "Go 'way!" And that is when the dragon had his say: "Sir Trump," he said. "The little bee's first class. He's not like you, you raging, screaming ass." That angered Trump so much he drew his sword The dragon's fire, Sir Trump's deserved reward
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