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There is a wall plan, And it is being applied. Then money isn't there.
“My brain hurts” The average teenage anthem In a pantheon of suicides and fried Kids Well Swell, I suppose, when everyone
  Bums living in the bushesAt 66 and MayGirls only want to playThe boysHave their toysWe need to all Be making some noise
Dear Mr. President, November 9, 2016 This day will live in infamy,
Dear Mr. President:  
Dear Donald Drumpf, I don’t quite see the appeal Of a walrus wearing a toupee Shouting out obscenities while I stand here in dismay The country is in shambles
A girl emprisoned by her own hair,  The vanity unkenned through the land,  The tower's walls concealed each strand,  and the very maiden fair.    For jealousy, for jealousy, was she far locked away, 
WiTh lIbErTy and JuSTicE fOR AlL   is what many refuse to say, how can an old message become less true,  our president wanting to get back to old roots, sadly his trees are losing fruit, Muslim Bans,
dear you, beautiful black woman you woke up to a nightmare, november ninth 
Make America Great Again, America was Great.   America was Great, January, The third friday, The 20th,
I will protest againt this insanity Speak up without enmity Even when they set their dogs loose Because I won't tolerate this abuse And we're not backing down I refuse to be led by a clown
You are blind.  Do you realize our shape? You are misfitted, who are you, one of a kind? No, I think not.   You do not come together. Instead, we're all the same but yet we are separated;
A year ago I felt safe and secure, with a president who was pure. Now, I am scared for my life, because our president just wants to pick a strife. That is not fair, I say. Can he please go away?  
We’re starving as a country We needed a change, But this isn’t what we wanted. We say “we,” But we function as “I.” I didn’t want this
Why is one man raised above another? Thinking he's better just because of a color Why does one man think he can choose who belongs? Thinks he can choose who stays or who gets pushed along
When I was seventeen, I had a friend With sparkling eyes and a contagious smile She had a fire for life and goals to achieve Two men ripped away her aspirations
With cold and calculated heart and mind; A man who lacked remorse for other men, Twisted the sights of those walking behind, To turn them to a life of sheep and hens.
Say nothing, Do not protest, let the bigotry cause no unrest. People laugh off the the pain, like the insults some sort of jest.   Say nothing,
heads in the street lust for love viscous fangs that bite evil minds that plug destruction corporate greed drain the swamp violation of the innocent faces, hands & feet
She is beauty She is dreams She holds misogyny  Hoping for a better life it seems   She talks to everyone Discusses their ideas and desires The only offspring with a say is the son
We say the land of the free And yet we have a scandal about our President’s Pee. This doesn’t seem to be very fair to Me.  
Hello to all You’re probably wondering how I got here. But all I can is the race was a ball. I promise to adhere To the requests of the all I hold dear.
Dear America A letter to the country of the United States of America. What are you doing?   Dear Black America,
So much of you to see and hear-Too much; I'd rather not.Anything you say or doBecomes a topic that is "hot":  
The orange old man that tried to make a ban Is on his fourth wife Yet he still has no life He opned hotels in Vegas Which made him famous This man named Donald Trump
Democracy? An illusion Freedom? A delusion How are we supposed to feel  with Isis's intrusion? We're stuck in bad habit while they're organizing their cabinet.
I AM THE CHANGE   I’m sorry I don’t want to be a president, I don’t want to rule or conquer anyone, I want to love, give and live for everyone, I want to bury this pressing dent,
HOOK: Obama wants a change. To have to world rearranged. Let's do this right. We can change during the day or night. We can change a person's life. VERSE: We can do this.
If at the voter’s booth I was given potter’s wheel and clay, And told, “Make a victorious president this day!” I would not know how to start or where to play. But since you asked, this much I’ll say:
Four score and seven years ago, Our Fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation Eight years into the twenty-first century
Herbert Hoover was his name West Branch,IA is from where he came
“I do Solemnly swear” Obama said, An oath which he reached with a trod. To preserve, protect, and defend Our Nation, The United States “So help me God”.
Can you hear me now? We want our president We want to be heard we want to be noticed! No longer, pushed aside and kept in the dark. Can you hear me now? We want our president We want to be heard
Please mister president, Listen to my plea. There are fellows like you and me Living on the street, They are treated like meat. When they have hearts and souls Like you and me, But it seems to be,
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