If I was a middle school English teacher, I'd get my kids to fix Donald Trump's social media posts. Every single day. There's just so much to work with...
Capitalization errors.
Punctuation errors.
Run-on sentence errors.
Fragmented sentence errors.
Misspellings errors.
Incorrect word selection errors (Trump's all-time best was "president" instead of "precedent")
Anyhoo, I think it would be a good classroom exercise. Think about it. Not only would students get to familiarize themselves with Orange Prolapse Grievance 101, but they'd also become intimately acquainted with his bulging, abject stupidity. So naturally, it would be a learning experience.
Maybe one day you could become the President of the United States!
Transitioning from Obama to Trump... that statement just really lacks the panache and gravity it used to carry, eh?
Song For The Trumped
sonofsaf
So he flaunted his fake Trump steak
Always well done and a disgrace
Kushner’s a Jew
Donald Trump he’ll attack
Donald Trump he’ll attack, that bitch
An Orange Prolapse attack
Butt deep in debt
Butt deep in debt with a Big Mac fuckin’ alert
Forty-five was never a winner
Daughter-wife Jew
Trumped by a whore’s blow torch
Donald Trump he’ll attack
Donald Trump he’ll attack, that bitch
An Orange Prolapse attack
Butt deep in debt
Butt deep in debt with a Big Mac fuckin’ alert, hey hey
So he flaunted his fake Trump steak
Always well done and a disgrace
Donald Trump he’ll attack
Donald Trump he’ll attack, that bitch
An Orange Prolapse attack
An Orange Prolapse attack
Butt deep in debt
Song For The Dumped
Ben Folds Five
So you wanted to take a break
Slow it down some and have some space
Well fuck you too
Give me my money back
Give me my money back, you bitch
I want my money back
And don't forget
And don't forget to give me back my black T-shirt
I wish I hadn't bought you dinner
Right before you
Dumped me on your front porch
Give me my money back
Give me my money back, you bitch
I want my money back
And don't forget
And don't forget to give me back my black T-shirt, hey hey
So you wanted to take a break?
Slow it down some and have some space?
Give me my money back
Give me my money back, you bitch
I want my money back
I want my money back
And don't forget
This parody's a bit of a stretch. A little bit choppy to say the least. I'll blame it on the unusual lyrics and syllable progressions. Hey, you can't win 'em all.
From 1996 to the present, Ben Folds and/or Ben Folds Five have played the Burgh an amazing 23 times.
Ben Folds Five:
6-10-98, Star Lake Amphitheatre, Burgettstown, PA (opened for Beck)
The Big Lie 100: (#1358)
#2216. For Trump
#2217. Mark Green
#2218. Song For The Trumped
Please do not share this material with former President Donald J. Trump.
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