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You got a lot of nerve to say you are my friend.
When we voted, you just had to spoil it!
You got a lot of nerve after Russia's hand to lend.
You just want to sit on your golden toilet!

You say O let us down. You know it's not like that.
We know you're hurt. You never will outgrow it.
You say you'll make us great, but that's not where it's at.
You cannot make squat great, and you know it!

I know the reason that you talk behind our backs.
You're desperate to be in the crowd we're in with.
But you can't be, you're such a fool, like Jeb and Cruz and Brownback.
You try to hide what you don't know to begin with!

I see you on the street, I know I'll get a rise
out of you, and late at night, you'll go and tweet it.
When you know as well as me, your humanity's undersized.
There's a minimum standard, and you don't meet it!

No, I do not feel that good when I see the Nazis you embrace
and the votes, you let the Russkies go and rob them.
And soon you'll be dissatisfied with your Presidential disgrace.
For the entire world, it is a problem!

I wish that for just one time, you could stand inside my shoes.
But I would never, ever want to be you!
Yes, I wish that for just one time, I could see on the news
that never again will anyone have to see you!

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