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He'll Make America Great Again
America
Don't give that man your tears today
Though it's dark now you'll find a way
Now is the time to laugh, sing and create
Throw the bile back at his tangerine face
I call on the punks, the poets, the artists, the revolutionaries and the visionaries, don't let the spark be snuffed out in vain
Come together and show him how you'll make yourself great again
Wednesday 9th November 2016 3:09 pm
Donald Trump’s felt
Across the globe
Even in the heart of Chicago with supporters
Chanting “nigger go home.”
Followed soon by the lynch mob and the hanging tree
Welcome back America it’s 1963
Donald Trump’s smelt
Like a poison gas in the air
It’s the Mexicans the Muslims even your wife
“I’m just saying what’s on your mind and giving you a gun (license) to take them out”
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Wednesday 23rd March 2016 8:10 pm
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