Of all the goys I've known, and I've known some When I first met you, you were loathsome And when you came down the escalator This new world became as old as yourself You're really swell-headed, and ignorant Deserving expressions that really fit you And so I've racked my brain, hoping to explain All the things that you do to me My dear Mister Trump, with small hands and a stump My dear Mister Trump, you are a grump My dear Mister Trump, again I'll explain I mean you're the least fair in the land u will never understand
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