Mary Trump Spots Slim Silver Lining Amid Grim Reality Of Uncle’s Comeback
There once was a niece of Trump’s name,
Who found solace in knowledge’s claim,
She took comfort in one thing,
Her thoughts took wing,
In the chaos, she found a little aim.
There once was a niece of Trump’s name,
Who found solace in knowledge’s claim,
She took comfort in one thing,
Her thoughts took wing,
In the chaos, she found a little aim.
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