The Blurb
Fed-up folks donned bearskins and hibernated
Woke up twenty years later, a bit addle-pated
They figured they'd outlived the worst
But on their devices a blurb so terse
Vote for Ivanka, she's expiated; unlike Hunter, who's dissipated
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