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May 2016
By: Cedric McClester

His skin is orange
And he’s a cancer
Now all of a sudden
He’s the answer?
Republicans are
Such agile dancers
But I guess they’ve decided
To take their chances

Who hired the butler
That’s spewing hate?
See he and the orange man
Truly can relate
Although he’s disavowed him
Cause he’s trying to skate
Like we won’t insist
That he takes the weight

We’ve now discovered
He did his own PR
Because that lying *******
Takes things that far
But he denies it
To avoid the scar
President of the United States
Will he get that far?

The American people
Will have to decide
Do they want a chump
Who lives to divide
When he’s on the stump
He does nothing but glide
Because no plan of action
Has he ever supplied







Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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