Battle Hymn of the Trumpublic

Mine eyes have seen the Donald coming down out of his Tower
With his asshole lips all puckered like he’s tasted something sour;
Oh and look his hair is yellow from a hooker’s golden shower.
His lies go marching on.

Tweety tweety things are dire
Bully bully he’s a liar
Liar liar pants on fire
His lies go marching on.

He’s that narcissistic ass so many women bed and wed,
Who demands that leaders lead and only followers get led;
But sisterhood’s not strong enough for Hillary instead–
So lies go marching on.

Tweety tweety things are dire
Bully bully he’s a liar
Liar liar pants on fire
His lies go marching on.

I have heard him praising Putin for the crimes that he commits
While he denigrates America and says it is the pits;
Oh I hope we vote him out before he blows us all to bits.
His lies go marching on.

He is twittering a message that the gullible re-tweet
And lies and cheats, and then accuses you of that same cheat
While he nominates incompetents to each top-level seat.
His lies go marching on.

Tweety tweety things are dire
Bully bully he’s a liar
Liar liar pants on fire
His lies go marching on.

He’s supported by the people who’re disguised as KKK;
And by the white supremacists in Nazified array
And he’s loved by woman-haters for the things they’ve heard him say
His lies go marching on.

Tweety tweety things are dire
Bully bully he’s a liar
Liar liar pants on fire
His lies go marching on.

In the gilding of the lily lies his insecurity
While he’s tweeting alt-right nastiness and immaturity
Oh if only women didn’t vote for bad-boy purity!

Tweety tweety things are dire
Bully bully he’s a liar
Liar liar pants on fire
His lies go marching on.

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