Come August ol' Don will be looking at mates,
And he'll want a guy who can cruise these great States,
Tell one and all of this leader arisen,
And sue the crap out of those who don't listen.
Of all his believers I'm the truest of true,
More than Melania, ten times more than you.
Don wants "cojones" and knows I'm his man,
Which lest you're wondering doesn't mean "Spam."
Don's instinct is perfect, he shoots from the hip,
And woe is V. Putin if he gives him some lip.
Pity the Chinese, who're up next on his list.