There’s a pile of Muck
A whore for the jerkoff blight
That is gonna curse and then bring down
The country some love
Stooge for the thug’s team

It’s pile named Huck
Wingnut theocratic mite
Out for just himself
And the creepy hood snorting piles of white

Huck joins the pillage family
They’ve pledged their vows to Vladdie P., on his team
With traitors it teems
They’re bending down to kiss Vlad’s rear
Bring his form of thuggery here
They love Pu., democracy severed

Where’s the pile named Huck
Fit into this curse of shite?
Theocratic jerk, Nationalist skunk
That’s blathering junk

Huck joins the killer family
Following his skank progeny
That’s on the first team
To rump country-ream
So many clowns to kiss the rears
Of dictators both far and near
And work to enslave us forever

That’s the goal of Huck
And all in this curse of blight
Will be so much worse
Than four years of mounds dripped in first rump Bund