How do I hate thee
Let me count the ways
Yr fake smile makes my stomach turn
As yr voice sounds like the screech of a bad guitarist
Loud and out of tune
Yr policies makes me want to put
A gun to my head and pull the trigger
And yr orange skin is so unnatural
That I think you are from Mars
And I want to eat you like a cheese curd
As I throw up in yr face
How do I hate thee, Mr. Trump
That I hope you are destroyed in time
Before you kill us all
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