Caution: this is a very political poem if you're not political or like Trump please leave and not be mad about my view on the situation
Donald must be masochists
because he asked for this
I'm JT Huston, the opposite of pacifist
I'm here to cleanse Wattpad planet of oppressive savages
The statue of liberty has the only but I'd kiss
I came to shake the game up, make the water choppy
But I'm rolling with the pucnches, just like my father taught me
I'm like a new colossus: got up and started walking
Somebody tell the president to call off his paparazzi
We're not big fans of propaganda,
because we are not sheep (argh)Watch me drop each tweet, like an awfully hot pot of coffee
There's a lot of rage in my body
If you got a problem then call mommy
aaahhh
Help, it's Hoboghost!
That's right I'll scare you silly
A nation, tainted with your hatred, makes it very filthy
Aw crap, did I trigger you, bigot?
Go home and scream on Twitter about it
I gotta believe in a world
Where trump is not on top
And the people are heard
Call off the Donald-caust
Do you remember, when this torch was burning brighter?
Must be a sign that now's the time to stoke the fire
I don't know why the people rally behind this freaking blowfish
So down and listen to this strictly clinical diagnosis
Mr. Trump - a sadistic little rager
Phychopathil, apathetic narcissistic dictator
Disposition of a little child with belligerent behavior
But he'll crap and piss himself before he gets me into danger
I got this toilet paper with some Donald's on them
So if you got to wipe your bottom - not a problem, I brought them
And if I knew Donald's father, I would've bought his some condoms
Oh thank God I'm not a chip off the block
Because I'm not the man that my father is
My mother's gone but not all is lost
I'm in a Donald-caust and it's gotta stop
I don't wanna, but if I gotta drop a bomb
I'll do it, not a qualm
Listen to my gritty-inner monologue
The new rage has been litSwallow your pride, but it might make you choke
You should get Twitter to go
I want freedom
Give me liberty or give me death, let's get even
I'm in deep but I keep my head up and lead
Run on empty until the engine's deadI want - what
I said, I want - what
I said, I want - what
I said, I want freedom now
Mama told me: "grow up to be anything you want, kid"
Won't become quiet like my pop did
If you got a problem, make like a nuke and drop it
Got a date with death, but, damn, it's made me all the wiser
Turning dirty racist into fertilizer
Any final words? Every single time it's "crap"
I don't call it crime if you're a Donald-sympathizer
Try to put me down like a dog who got the rabies
Call myself a gentelmen, I'd never hit lady
Must be a sign that now's the time to Stoke the Flame
Hey guys I know I promised I would never talk politics...but I promised to speak up about hate and well I can't see a bigger hatter than Donald Trump...again I'm sorry for breaking my promise
Love you guys-hoboghost/TJ /Jt/bean/the ghost of Wattpad
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