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Fleece the poor, scam the sick, poison air and water, too,
Build a wall, and repeal every reg we can undo.
He is Donald, Commander-in-Chief;
He’s the wellspring of mischief and grief.
Every day, every night,
Trump tweets hatefulness and spite,
And The Donald goes rolling along.
Like as not, tweets aren’t true
’Cause he hasn’t got a clue,
But The Donald goes rolling along.
Then it’s Hi! Hi! Hey!
The Donald’s on his way—
Where to, it isn’t very clear.
But where’re he goes,
Mister Putin knows
That the Russians have nothing to fear.
NATO’s bad, trade’s unfair,
Immigration needs repair,
And The Donald goes rolling along.
Pack the courts, help the rich,
Ethics really are a bitch,
But The Donald goes rolling along.
Then it’s Hi! Hi! Hey!
The Donald’s on his way—
Where to, it isn’t very clear.
But where’re he goes,
Mister Putin knows
That the Russians have nothing to fear.
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