Trump and a Snow Job
Trump and A Snow Job
What had happened I do suppose;
From foot to his head he had froze;
Change his ways,
One of these days;
Into things with nose will not nose.
Jim Horn
Missed out on Upside-Down or
reciprocal contest. Trump can't
wait to reciprocate.
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