You're a Miscreant, Mr. tRump

You're a miscreant, Mr. tRump

You truly are quite vile,

You have the honor of a traitor and are known as ‘Don the Con’.

You're a rotten malefactor Mr. tRump, with a smarmy, sneaky smile!

You’re a predator, Mr. tRump, you’re a greedy, grasping troll

Your heart's a broken tool,

Your mind seethes with malice; you got evil in your soul, Mr. tRump,

I wouldn't call you anything but a steaming pile of stool!

You're a foul one, Mr. tRump,

You're a nasty, rabid mutt,

Your heart is full of jagged rocks, Mr. tRump,

Your soul is in a rut!

You're a foul one, Mr. tRump,

You have madness in your look,

You lack noble motives; you’re scheming all the while, Mr. tRump.

You time is ending, Mr. tRump, you’re a creepy, cranky, crook!