5/20/2017, 7:25 am
You caught me hiding in the curtains
The fears I had were my employ
I'll know the meaning of retirement
Trump's not happy with my ploy
They were dark blue white house curtains
Where crazy nut-balls hide away
I prayed that Don Trump wasn't stronger
Keep my job another day
I searched and I searched but I couldn't find
No way Hillary committed crime
Now I'm hidden by the curtains
Where crazy nut-balls are ignored
Yes, I'll hide here in the curtains
Not be seen or hugged by Trump
I wore blue suit and hoped he'd be blind
No way that I'd ever be maligned
Take your troubles to the curtains
Then blend in and hide away
If your blue suit is much lighter
You'll be surely fired today