Wretched vile troll
With combover hair
Many years he vows
There’ll be sending-enemies-to-gulags time
Scourge made free from all of his crimes

There’ll be no quarter from treachery
Of his rotten core/corps
Bent on knees we’ll be
Cause we won’t be free
Stealth crimes, nix mere four

Stooges, whole jerk crew
Rat dictators are worst
Driving in the screws

Time for the fascists, wreckage accrues
When our rights are gone
Smoochers, dick’s abettors on the slimy side
Much more than four years to abide
Doling out pardons, terrorists freed
Goons-planned-the-coup whores

Bent on knees we’ll be
Cause we won’t be free
Health crime, this and more

We’ll discover that these vengeful mothers
For Fuehrer will fight for more than four years
They’re his willing slaves
Wack ill man con Bobby/Tommy
Steers us to the grave

Sentience-free dope ’tards, bottomless crime
Racist points of view
Licking the backside gleefully, liking taste
They kiss Dear One’s waste-emit place

Sickness, a cancer, is now the norm
Slime not out the door
Dick’s never leaving, so we’ll be grieving
Dreck Reich evermore
Dead Reich nevermore