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There Once Was a Man Named Trump
Once there was a man named Trump,
Whose hair was quite the frump,
He tweeted and he blustered,
But his speeches all just flustered.
He called himself a businessman,
But really just a Twitter fan,
He touted his great wall plan,
But ended up with no real stand.
With each golf game he played,
The American people just brayed,
For they knew this man's charade,
Would lead our country to fade.
So let us all come together,
And vow to make Americba better,
Without this man's orange weather,
We'll prosper and succeed forever.
Copyright ©
Brandy Morrison
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