DEAR IMPEACHERS

ANTI TRUMPERS:

Get over yourself

You sound like a baby

So you don't like the president!

You're not the first

And you won't be the last

So stop going crazy

Dry your tears

And move on.

Because honestly,

What the hell has he done

To you

Or me

That strikes you as fascism

Or bigotry

Tell me one thing

That makes him so wicked and evil

Name one offense

That's truly impeachable.

Silence.

I thought so.

And the good?

More jobs to the people

More money in America's purse

Israel gets recognition

(a real first)

A president whom other nations respect

A president who gets things done

A president who isn't perfect

But then again...

Is anyone?

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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