Gallmost retchin’; red-nest driveller’s
doozies spoutin’; pres-quest faux; fib-giver.
Lies get old; there’s jokester’s gaffin’ spree:
bunk, pure, man is mouthin’. Troll scourge—man, that’s he!

Trump the toad fakes; we groan.
Screw-you-face guy is wrong.
Wretched driveller, mouthin’ caca.
Fakes, we groan; Trump the toad.

Call-girl wenchies gather round jerk—
likes the ladies; takes one when he’s bought ’er.
Darned wind gusty makes head varmint fly.
Clips and paste at poon time. . .near ’d drop to thigh, aiy!!

Trump the goad fakes; we groan;
true-time-waste guy is wrong.
Red-nest driveller, mouthin’ nada.
Fakes, we groan; Trump the toad.

It’s clear: a choice would be anything less galling.
We take the joke one time; please, can’t you go far away?!
Still jivin’ is that toad so unappealing, jackin’ us off, this gnome—
jester-bray. Yet he stays!

Trump the goad-bray; we groan—
tumid face; smile is wrong.
Red-nest driveller, mouthin’ blah-blah.
Fakes, we groan; Trump the toad.

Trump the goad bray-speak drones;
true-head-case guy is wrong.
Feckless driveller, mouthin’ garba’.
Aimless drone; Trump the toad.

Makes a load, mouth of the toad,
great big load bounds from the toad.