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The Rat - In Trumps own words

Cohen’s a snitch, an eel, A despicable squeal, Why I once trusted this horrible man, This sniveling lawyer whose life is a sham, Is simply beyond me a momentary lapse, Yet one more sharp pain that my energy saps. And while this all irks, stealing my time, I revel in knowing the payback’s sublime. His next stop a cell, depressing and cramped, The perfect abode for this creep to be dumped. As for these democrats digging for dirt Little they realize their pistols just squirt, I’ve the bazooka loaded and primed Waiting to fire at the moment best timed, So let them all revel while they still can For I am the gale force to their puny fan.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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