You memed the thoughts right out of my head!
I have a dear GEOTUS,
for whom I thank my God.
The shitlibs cannot stand him.
He's got a big ole rod.
And when we fight a war,
nobody dies you see.
We show that big ole rod and terrify the enemy.
he's got a big ole rod,
The cows think it's a prod.
Lania grabs it in her sleep and thinks she's scaling up Pike's Peak.
He's got a big ole rod.
The the cows think it's a prod.
It hides the grin on Macron's chin,
he's got a big ole rod!
to the tune of granpa's whiskers