There is this very orange man
who isn't sleeping well these days.
He has attained his heart's desire-
and now watches as it slips away.
He's a very angry man
who takes to twitter for a rant.
He'd like to bomb Kim Jun tomorrow
But his generals say he can't.
His failure to repeal, replace
Convinces everyone
The man's a crispy orange duck
Before his first term's done.
He rants and raves on twitter
on and on about Barrack.
He is envious of Bannon-
Such flexibility he lacks.
So he must console himself
With twitter based attacks.
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