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It could be a Jared Kushner. It could be a #BeBest.
It could be an Orange Prolapse. It could be an Acrid Turd Stadium.
Doesn't really matter. A Trump of a dump is a dump of a Trump.
That might just qualify as a palindrome. But I doubt it. #CigarTragic
I Wish That Donald Trump Was Dead
sonofsaf
I wish that Donald Trump was dead
And that is why his meat’s a mushroom dick instead
More and more bullshit
So
I wish that Donald Trump was dead, he’s appalling
So the daughter-wife is such a fucking cunt
And the son-in-law’s a kike his yarmulke is dumb
Creeping little slob
So
I wish that Donald Trump was dead, he’s appalling
Trump ain’t no king, he blows
Fake Jews are the enemy, yeah completely
Stormy Daniels has the best chest of infinity
I wish that Donald Trump was dead
Elections and the big lie result in MAGA red
Lying’s always free, cause
Orange Prolapse gonna bring the pain no abstaining
Vitamin T
Stormy’s titties weren’t free
Stormy Daniels has the best chest of infinity
I wish that Donald Trump was dead
Elections and the big lie result in MAGA red
Orange Prolapse gonna bring the pain no abstaining
Vitamin T
Stormy’s titties weren’t free
Stormy’s titties weren’t free
Stormy’s titties weren’t free
Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head
Burt Bacharach
Raindrops keep falling on my head
And just like guy who's feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those
Raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling
So I just did me some talking to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleeping on the job
Those
Raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling
But there's one thing, I know
The blues they send to meet me, won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red
Crying's not for me, cause
I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turning red
Crying's not for me, cause
I'm never gonna stop the rain by complaining
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me
Nothing's worrying me
Nothing's worrying me
The man hailed as the founder of "Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head," Burt Bacharach, actually played the Burgh. At Heinz Hall back in the winter of 2003. Never knew him. Never knew of him. Never saw him. And now I'll never see him!
He passed away yesterday. RIP.