Performed by Val Cole

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POEM:

My pretty red hat tells me I'm special
My godsent president says it's okay I'm not kind
“Well why did you make them run you over?”
Those blue-haired people are out of their mind.

Mr. Donnie does business - he’s filthy rich!
He’ll pull us out of this economic stitch
A guy that has money is the perfect hire
And thank God he validates my darkest desires

Sure he might call a woman a pig or a bitch
And he might not help me if im stuck in a ditch
But he’ll make America great again in no time at all
You’re exaggerating when you say “empire fall”

He tells it like it is and I really kind of like him
A hell of a lot smarter than that Sleepy Joe Biden
Iran was a threat, he did what he had to
If you support terrorists, shame on you!

Do your own research. You get the jab, you’re a fool!
The media is fake, unless it Fox News
I don’t really think it’s your right to choose
Take that abortion money and buy some comfortable shoes

Only God can judge me, but he says I can judge you
Because I’m sparkling and special and I pray for the jews
I’m proud of ICE agents ridding us of our sins
If they can’t speak English, why the hell let em in?

No they’re not quite like us civilized and refined
They’re more like animals with crazed savage minds
And I’m sure some nice kid will get out and pick berries
Just as long as it ain’t my darling son Larry

No I won’t wag my finger if your collar is blue
I’ve got steel toes on every one of my boots
Growing up in a family with mining roots
No way them and commies were in cahoots

Question them not us - we’re on the working man’s side
Now look here you bum, I can’t give you a ride
I’ve gotta get home to my shiny boob tube
To refuel my anger with the 5 o’ clock news

You’ll see in due time
It’ll all work out
Don’t die and comply
Shut your questioning mouth
Pay your taxes, thank the lord, and praise the red, white, blue
God Bless Americans!
(The ones like me, not like you)