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Trump Had Greeted Golf Game
Trump Had Greeted Golf Game
Each time a golf game Trump greeted,
Only way other players he defeated;
Whoop and holler;
His ball is smaller;
Pulled tricks and constantly cheated.
Jim Horn
Still laughing?
Jim Horn
Over ten again so have to add more
to this poem so I can cut and paste
later.
Trump An Idiot That Blooms
Trump became an idiot that does bloom;
And his veracity is in vase in every room;
Hands small do seem;
No features redeem;
Orange hair and fat face makes us fume.
Jim Horn
Mr. Williams
My father in law and uncle in law
and brother in law are all railroad
engineers for Missouri Pacific which
is now the Union Pacific. Brother in
law is only one alive now. Those small
steps set the steps for our fast growing
future. Write a poem about that.
Jim Horn
Copyright ©
James Horn
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