At my costume, the town stared, agape
Of a man likely guilty of rape
I am rich and I'm whiny
My hands, they are tiny
My hair looks like that of an ape.
And my face wears a permanent grump
For my dick is, quite simply, a stump
So I'm woefully wussy
I grab by the pussy
I'm going as Donald J. Trump.
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