Trump Toy Hood
Trump Toy Hood
As usual, Trump is up to no good;
He is always living in Trump Hood;
Had been toying around with idea,
Of creating chaos with North Korea.
For what he does did end up on trial;
Was sentenced to a period of denial;
Affiliating with Russia lied and lied;
Out no collussion he cried and cried.
Some say only way we are satisfied,
Is when God and he both did collide,
God would successfullly over power;
Trump and tare down terrible tower.
When you want to become an angel,
With God it is true should not tangle;
Or with sin all your life have painted,
One day by God you may be sainted.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
RiverSea Plantation
Saint James Episcopal Church
Retired Veteran and Poet
Bolivia, NC
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