Of this Universe, I am the Master
I’m chosen King of world’s disaster
Female employees make me sour
I trust in MAGA loyal male power
All women are only good for sex.
Their special mind is too complex
You may grab them… remember?
From early January to December
Even Kristi Noem and Pam Bondi
A black haired one and a Blondie
But Natalie? She’s my only printer
Always, from springtime to winter
Natalie Harp will never leave me
So, she has promised! Believe me
That’s why she stays at my side
Her special print is all my pride
And all the men power around me?
I strongly profit of their blind loyalty
If anyone, to contradict me, dares:
He’s fired right away. Nobody cares!
You horrible, mad, lying fake press
Don’t try to destroy my happiness!
But to my sole you have no access
SOS!!!