The lunatic is on full blast.
The lunatic is on full blast.
Remember days of sane proclaims and staff?
Now we’ve got this loonies own warpath.
The lunatic is in the hill.
The lunatic is in the hill.
The party hold, emboldened by their Chief’s rapport,
And every day they grow a bit unsure.
And when he tweets out, and critics speak their fears,
It’s all fake news there’s nothing there to hear.
And if you think you’re safe, friend, no one is immune
The President’s a Cheeto-skinned Buffoon.
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