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“MY COUNTRY TWEETS OF THEE”
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My country tweets of thee,
Land of depravity,
Oh such calamity.
Land where his father lied!
Land where Don learned to hide!
From all his tall buildings,
May he earn shillings!
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His native country, thee,
Land of his conspiracy,
This game he loves.
Don loves his crooks and shills,
His hoods and cash tills;
His coffers with stash fills
Whose to judge.
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Let Trump shoot the breeze,
And see what falls from trees
Sweet conman’s song.
Lest mortal tongues awake;
Let all that breathe forsake;
Let cops enforce or threaten to break,
Can’t none stand long.
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Don, with your majority,
Hatched from a minority,
No hope can spring
Long may this Bigley be bright
Well past America’s twilight;
Infecting us all with his blight,
God, such fucking!.
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