中国大好き

TRUMPIN’ IN THE PENCE
(no apology)

How many pence must a trump trump down,
before you trump him a pence?
And how many pence must a white trump trump,
before he sleeps in the pence?
Yes, and how many trumps must the pences’s balls trump,
before they’re forever trumped?

The trumper, my pence, is trumpin’ in the pence,
the trumper is trumpin in the pence.

How many pence can the trumper expense,
before he is trumped to the pence?
And how many trumps can some trumpers expense,
before they’re allowed to be pence?
Yes, and how many trumps can a pence turn his trump,
pretending he just doesn’t wince?

The trumper, my pence, is trumpin’ in the pence,
the trumper is trumpin’ in the pence.

How many trumps must a pence trump up,
before he can trump the trump?
Yes, and how many trumps must one pence trump,
before he can hear trumpers trump?
And how many trumps will it take till he trumps
that too many trumpers have trumped?

The trumper, my pence, is trumpin’ in the pence,
the trumper is trumpin’ in the pence.

MW November 2016

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