Along the Mex border to keep down the squall,
Of mariachi bands and ladies in labor,
And paid for by Mexies like a good neighbor.
That's called vision in Century Twenty-One,
Joining Reagan and Cesar with Atilla the Hun.
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Abroad our enemies will turn pussycat,
As The Donald to them will take a big bat,
Push them around and show them what's greatness,
Bully them to respect us without any hateness.
And if Putin or Xi of him dare get tired,
Don's just the one to tell them, "You're fired!"
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Finally! This prince after we've kissed every toad,
To take superpowerdom out on the road.
He's just what we need: a non-politician,
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