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Once I loved my country Was filled up with pride That was before my country Suddenly fell over and died. It didn’t die spontaneously, My country was assassinated. Murdered by people who Lied, cheated and hated. The accomplices were folks Who stayed home and blamed And insisted that both parties Were essentially the same. Those people refused to verify What was fact from propaganda. Now half the citizens are facing A destructive national agenda. There were thousands of jokes About the unqualified guy who won. Some were funny, made us laugh, But what happened was not fun. The person who was trained lost. Now we have a bigot and a racist Who is eyeing the Constution And badly wants to replace it. The people on both sides now Have no idea what is coming. They thought they elected a good guy But he’s a rich kid who was slumming. They thought he would help to bring A national hoped-for change. They will be shocked to death To discover that man is so strange. For him it’s about the ass-kissers He keeps as his personal posse. Be prepared, this next four years Will be anything but glossy. We will witness blood and death And a crash of our economy Because Trump and his cohorts Believe in nothing but autonomy.
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Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 4:50 AM UTC
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Once I loved my country Was filled up with pride That was before my country Suddenly fell over and died. It didn’t die spontaneously, My country was assassinated. Murdered by people who Lied, cheated and hated. The accomplices were folks Who stayed home and blamed And insisted that both parties Were essentially the same. Those people refused to verify What was fact from propaganda. Now half the citizens are facing A destructive national agenda. There were thousands of jokes About the unqualified guy who won. Some were funny, made us laugh, But what happened was not fun. The person who was trained lost. Now we have a bigot and a racist Who is eyeing the Constution And badly wants to replace it. The people on both sides now Have no idea what is coming. They thought they elected a good guy But he’s a rich kid who was slumming. They thought he would help to bring A national hoped-for change. They will be shocked to death To discover that man is so strange. For him it’s about the ass-kissers He keeps as his personal posse. Be prepared, this next four years Will be anything but glossy. We will witness blood and death And a crash of our economy Because Trump and his cohorts Believe in nothing but autonomy.
brent-kincaid
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Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 4:50 AM UTC
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