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Here’s to you:

You are my greatest inspiration

To write this declaration

Let’s hope the rest of us survive

But he’s just a guy

Who’s good at marketing his lies

In these extraordinary times

An opportunistic conniving

Piece of shit

On election day

In the barely United States of America

We’re so great

Thanks to you

Fuck you forty-five

Commander-in-Chief of the Great Divide

While the rest of us together

Throw our fists up to the sky, and say

Fuck you forty-five

Oh, you’re the enemy manifold

All my friends and I won’t stand beside

The flag you’ve painted gold

I’m not giving in or giving up

And I’m not on my own

So fuck you forty-five

Fuck you

I’m the minority,

Unsung against the mold

Have some humility,

You rich asshole

He’s just a coward

Trading lives for more more power

Sitting in his golden fucking tower

Blaming the media for incompetence

So fuck human dignity

And fuck your fucking wall

You make me feel ashamed I’m white at all

I can’t stand that I have something in common with you

And fuck common courtesy

The only character you got is in your tweets

So why would you hold the door for her? Please!

When you can grab her by the…..covfefe!

On election day

In the barely United States of America

We’re so great

Thanks to you

Fuck you forty-five

Commander-in-Chief of the Great Divide

While the rest of us together

Throw our fists up to the sky, and say

Fuck you forty-five

Oh, you’re the enemy manifold

All my friends and I won’t stand beside

The flag you’ve painted gold

I’m not giving in or giving up

And I’m not on my own

So fuck you forty-five

Fuck you

Remember remember that day in November

The world took a breath in, accepting forever

Our leaders are lost among lifeless endeavors

While we stand here solemnly

There’s no time to be jaded; we’ve made our mistakes

In these United States I know we’re not that greatest

Just picture a picture that’s constantly painted

And we can’t step back to see...

This great landscape

That we painted with love, not hate

And now we can find our way

Thanks to you

Fuck you forty-five

Commander-in-Chief of the Great Divide

While the rest of us together

Throw our fists up to the sky, and say

Fuck you forty-five

Oh, you’re the enemy manifold

All my friends and I won’t stand beside

The flag you’ve painted gold

I’m not giving in or giving up

And I’m not on my own

So fuck you forty-five

Fuck you