Trump Lies
They’re countless and they’re many
like ripples in a stream
Flowing swiftly, to distract
like thoughts inside a dream
His statements have no meaning
for no knowledge dwells within
They’re empty, like the bubbles
often followed by a grin
Copyright © Samia Ali Salama | Year Posted 2025
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