The Melody of Elon Musk and Weak

 

            Our Fear, that’s what Our President means

            Fifty Two States get flushed down his lavatory

            Elon Musk and Putin all claim Glory

            Trump doesn’t know how to care

 

Look up a Gong and Right it Wrong

Kook up our Lives and get them Gone

 

            Elon Musk Pays for nothing

            And us workers pay his fees

            We Got Our DJT

            We Got Our DJT

            We Got Our DJT

 

            I’ve Got My Life Empty

 

Is this

            The Spur of the moment

Or

            Just some Bone Spur that claims his is our President

            I ask ‘Why health is not there’

                        All we get are

 

                                    Punch and Judy

                                    Or is that

                                    Trump and JD

 

I am so sick of that Witching Broomhylda

                                Witching Broomhylda

                                 Don Just Stop Your Witchcraft On US

And I don’t only mean US or even the whole US, I mean the Whole World

 

We have all had enough of your

                                    Hide and Seek

                                    And boy Don

                                    You make our lives Bleak

                                    And You think You Are a Sneak

                                    How can You Claim to Speak

                                    When we See It more than We want to See It

 

This is now

                        The Land of the Frozen

                        And The Land owned by The Bone Spurs

 

                        They claim they are Super Heroes

                        And that one constantly has Supper Heroes

                        He sure is a  Stupid Nero

                        We have worse than that Roman Fire

                        And he keeps Fiddling with us

                        Always being such a Wild Liar

 

I wish he’d fly at night but that sly keeps opening his own fly and it’s making his GOP fleas glee.  Fluff Fluff to you goof.

 

            Trump keeps claiming he is bringing us to an end to wars.  How?  He is an end to hamburger cow.  And an end to democracy now.  Cow Away.  He says he deserves an army his way.  He’s just a deserter and he sure is a weird.  He’s proud to think he’s a ruler.  It’s miles instead of inches, he is getting a lot ruder.  And he loves being in our way.  And that means he blocks us, he don’t do nothing our way.

 

 

                        Humans remember how we got clouts

                        We need to take that Darn Old Rump Out

 

Every Day He Puts Us On The Rack.  Ick! Ahh!

 

 

What’s the

            Solution?

            Execution?

            He Attacks us every where

            Don sure Pollutes the water

            And We can’t breathe the air.

 

He claimed bone spurs to keep himself  out of the army when he was single

Now he and  Melania keep going more merrily along

 

            And Our own democracy is lost to Frumps

                        No capital letters

                        Since this is our country

                        Not just a political party

            And since we are now owned and run by Trumps

 

People Feel:

                        Sentiment

                        Let us regret

                        Life is in Cement

                        And We Lose our intent

 

            But it’s

                        Dump Dump

                        He’s A Trump

                        He’s a Dog’s old Bone

                        This Old Trump

                        Calls the White House His Home

 

To Mylania he acted like

            He is such a Nestor

            She would soon marry him

            And the world  will call her Wed Nes Day

 

 

We sure need a

            Perry Mason, Now

            We don’t live in a Pearly Mansion

            It is really a Scary Station

            With such Stupid Status

            All Those Snake Eyed Statues

            And our Denied Statures

 

            Donald, You savored revenge.  And you savaged your friends.

 

                        You claim your aTeacher for Leap Year

                        But you are really a leacher

                        This is not a  University

                        And soon we won’t even live to be a Universe’s City

There sure are a lot of curses in their verses.

 

It is so Intra Terrestrial to be such of an Intruder, and he is so happy that he has Extra, and that lets him and his fellow Extra Terrestrials have so many Ex wives.

 

                        An Error, Ick!  Ahhh!

 

                        Wouldn’t You?

                        Wooden Shoe?

                        Woolen Moo?

                        Swollen Spew!

 

            He once claimed that he had worked since Fifteen!

Oh, So he worked a whole Fifteen Minutes!

 

And now he yells:

            Don’t Cheat on me Melania

            I’m the one who is supposed to be

                        Immoral

 

This new White House

It sure is The White Man’s House

And he is The Still Nutz

Along with That House of Mis Representation

Those White Jerks that own US so proudly

They’d better be happy they’re back

They claim their wives are  old

Lady Godivas

And boy they sure laugh at our face

 

Deficit  has sure been turned into an excess of expenditures and liabilities which overcome our own income or assets in the greasing period. They sure are  defiant or defiled or defecated,   defective.

 

            Eek Sure Quells Empty Stares

            One on the run

            Too boy they swear

            Tree up and barking

            I miss them not not being there

 

Think about it

They can’t

 

Pentagon or Pentagram

We wish they were All Gone

And they are such a Gong

And also Goon.

 

            I’m just in Illinois

            tRump makes us Ill In Nose

            All he gives is Noise

            The Voters probably said Nos

            He is our Irony

            He Had Ironed His Hands

            I wish that Pork did not keep Sessions

 

Again and again, Pong is in sensation.

And Donald, “Cashew if you Can.”

Dump trucks here

Dumb tRump there

Hear that tRump

He’s sure stumped

Hills of Moes yes everywhere

 

Cashew

Achew

Use us as shoes

For your defeat

Cousin Fright

He goes in tight

 

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