I was working in the lab late one night
When my eyes beheld an eerie sight
For my monster from his slab began to rise
And suddenly to my surprise
A nasty orange man materialised|
Yikes! We were terribly traumatised!
No noblesse, he offends women, he's loony, lying
Oh, shh! Dim Mr Trump, his strength's ebbing.
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