LOL TRUMP

[Spracne]

A Pecker really is rough ridin' him.

[Dugout DickStone]

yarg!  This Pecker be roger'ing captain orange beard right before our very eyes he be

[Rage Against the McKee]

(Verse 1)
Oh, gather 'round, ye hearty souls, and hear a tale of old,
Of Captain Trump, whose ship sailed bold, or so the story's told.
His skin as orange as the sunset's glow, his hands like tiny shells,
But when it comes to captaining, well, the ocean he oft rebels.

(Chorus)
Yo ho ho, the sailors sing,
Of Captain Trump, the troubled king.
With desires wild and waters rough,
His ship of state sails far enough.

(Verse 2)
He'd sail the seas of policy, with tweets that shook the mast,
His crew bewildered, aghast, as scandals sailed so fast.
From Stormy Waters to foreign lands, his lust did cause a storm,
His ship of state, a shaky thing, with every twist and turn.

(Chorus)
Yo ho ho, the sailors sing,
Of Captain Trump, the troubled king.
With desires wild and waters rough,
His ship of state sails far enough.

(Verse 3)
But though his course was wayward, and his compass oft astray,
Captain Trump would boast and brag, as if he'd win the day.
Yet storms of truth and winds of change, they blew with mighty force,
And soon his ship was tossed about, with no clear charted course.

(Chorus)
Yo ho ho, the sailors sing,
Of Captain Trump, the troubled king.
With desires wild and waters rough,
His ship of state sails far enough.

(Verse 4)
Now Captain Trump, he's sailed his last, his legacy a tale,
Of a captain bold but wayward, whose ship did oft bewail.
So here's a toast to captains past, with stories to regale,
May their tales remind us, as we sail, of truths that never fail.

(Chorus)
Yo ho ho, the sailors sing,
Of Captain Trump, the troubled king.
With desires wild and waters rough,
His ship of state sails far enough.

[Dugout DickStone]

amazing

[Sandstone Outcropping]

:lmao:

[Dugout DickStone]

his hands like tiny shells