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| "Vote for me or you've got Hell Toupee" |
Don’t you take him for a chump
He’s getting a ratings bump
Without taking any lumps
Through Tea Party hoops he jumps
His own ego up he pumps
His own flabby chest he thumps.
Among the two wives he’s dumped
Neither is plump nor a frump
Although his orange hair-do slumps
And when crossed he frets and grumps
Money comes to him in clumps
New York’s royal pain in the rump.
By: Thoughtful Oregon Woman

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