Trump Te Trump Trump
Trump Te Trump Trump
If you remember Jack Webb and Dragnet
you will easily be able to identify with this
poem.
Through water they dragged a net
And it eventually became all wet
Even though tide may be ebb
Trump weaved us into his weird web
No wonder everyone is so upset.
Jim Horn
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