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Courtesy
I’ll show to him the courtesy
He never showed to me;
I’ll meet him at the White House
With no conspiracy.
I’ll help with the transition
In ways he never did,
And will not throw my toys about
Like some spoiled teenage kid.
And won’t pretend we won the vote
Or claim to have been cheated
And will not start a riot
Because I was defeated.
I’ll shake hi...
Monday 11th November 2024 9:13 am
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