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Trump's Vulcanized Hard Head

Trump's Vulcanized Hard Head

Trump's very hard head  had been vulcanized, 
And lost all of his brains we still often realized;
Often mean;
We turned green,
While Trump whole countryside, he terrorized.

Jim Horn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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