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ode to america

The orange tweeter tweets

and having twot, twoots on

nor all your piety nor wit

can lure him back

into the box

nor all your media tears

wash out a word of him

the press screams doom

America rots.

Sound, trumpeter, bleat--

Crazy? Like a fox

how d'you like your blue-eyed

boy now

Doctor Deaths?

You who so hardily fought to ice

the Bern

scarce thought the night might spawn

this orange Don

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