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There once was a Prez of pee showers
Who sent himself chocolate and flowers
Sprucely coiffed and perfumed
His self-thankfulness bloomed
In the Me-Myself-I Trumpland Towers

There once was a cutthroat Don Ripper
Who savagely stroked his big dipper
Growing hard with delight
He slashed foes left and right
Till his brass balls got caught the zipper

There once was a land of Joe Schmos
Getting bitch slapped under the nose
The claws in the cuffing
Of swampland rebuffing
Left prefrontal lobes in repose

There once were Trump grifters galore
Who got richer than ever before
With their pop at the top
They played shop till you drop
Owning every last dime in the store

There once was a POTUS heat missile
A milk dud of dirty dismissal
His quick bull's-eyed darts
Nailed hole-in-one farts
As shrill as a backstabber's whistle

There once was a Prez of indictment
Wolfing dog-eat-dog treats of enticement
Ticking two-timing taps
He disowned the bad raps
In his dubious den of confinement

There once was a Prez on the run
Tired out from the lies he had spun
In the Kremlin abyss
He kept taking a piss
Getting soaked by his Red water gun

There once was a Molotov Yankee
Of Russian-roulette hanky-panky
He lobbed cocktail clunkers
From chill T-bomb bunkers
Inscribed with his name Mr. Cranky