Sunday, December 25, 2016

Olive's Christmas Poem to Her Mother

Trump is a grump, a big rump.
He lives in the city dump.
He has to triple jump to get over a sugar lump.
I think he needs a stomach pump.
He is as slump as a tree stump.

So go to your house,
Be as quiet as a mouse,
Until someone kicks him out,
Then shout: "Never again will I pout!"

The End!

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