Though it makes actual sense to replace the word Trump with “cuck”… because they’re charming as eels.“You’re a mean one, Mr. Trump.
You really are a heel.
You’re as cuddly as a cactus,
You’re as charming as an eel,
You’re a bad banana with a greasy black peel.
You’re a monster, Mr. Trump.
Your heart’s an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders.
You’ve got garlic in your soul, Mr. Trump.
I wouldn’t touch you with a
Thirty-nine and a half foot pole.
You’re a vile one, Mr. Trump.
You have termites in your smile,
You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile,
Given the choice between the two of you,
I’d take the seasick crocodile.
You’re a foul one, Mr. Trump.
You’re a nasty wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks.
Your soul is full of gunk,
The three best words that best describe you,
Are as follows, and I quote”
You’re a rotter Mr Trump
You’re the king of sinful sots
Your heart’s a dead tomato squashed with moldy purple spots
Your soul is an appalling dump heap
Overflowing with the most disgraceful
Assortment of deplorable rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.
You nauseate me, Mr Trump
With a nauseous super naus
You’re a crooked jerky jockey and,
You drive a crooked horse
You’re a three-decker sauerkraut
And toadstool sandwich,
With arsenic sauce!” — The Clinton/Bush campaigns.