Donald Chump Let’s face facts
You’re further destroying the world
Didn’t think it could get much worse than Bush
Who was an inferior scared coke induced little girl
Your mental instabilities are showing
Surrounded yourself with people scared to tell you the truth
You and your family a dark wall cloud
Poisoning men, women, old, people, youth
They say you raised the all racists from the dead
Oh no; that’s not true
They’ve always been around
They just needed a big loud boob
A remedial buffoon to amplify their venomous voices
Remember the chickens always come home to roost.
Incompetency at its pinnacle
You’re gonna drag all of your followers into the ocean with you
Signing nonsensical executive orders like a pleased toddler
You can’t president by numbers
Bankrupting a business is way different than bankrupting a country
When the proverbial crap hits the fan and we’re all covered in poo
Him and all his cronies will run underground like all rats do
No matter what you’ll go down in history as one of the most idiotic presidents ever to be sired
Not an alternative fact, it’s the damn truth.
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