RIP Them a New One
I’m lost in space / Can’t find my place
The universe is hurtin
The prexy race / is in my face
It’s painful / that’s for certain
Each day goes by / and though I try
To shut out all the blurtin
I just can’t wait / to see what fate
Awaits behind the curtain.
Will it be he / or maybe she
Who’s paid for their exertin?
And then are we / at last to see
A hole to shovel dirt in?
RIP Trump / Hillary
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