Being A Vip Volunteer Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being A Vip Volunteer



Standing in line, waiting to see Donald Trump, being
VIP volunteers once again, loving the people and their
energy at his rallies, spirits soaring.

Knowing he's going to make America great again, judging
by all the people now surrounding me, it will definitely
be true, cannot wait for it to happen soon.

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