Trump's Unstable Gut
In my senior year of physics,
my prof told me one day,
though smart, you can’t know all
the laws
so know where most may lay.
That is so true for all.
My poems oft advised The Don,
your gut can't tell you why or
what...
it does not there belong.
{The Don thinks he can fix it all,
but all problems can't be solved by gall.}
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