Don’t Get Me Started On Donald Trump!

By Karen Beishuizen

When I hear his voice, I turn off the radio
When I see his face, I switch to another channel
When I see his picture, I turn the page

Yes, I’m talking about Trump.

I fucking hate the bastard!

The man has no soul.
The man has no heart.
The man has no feelings.
The man has no morals.

Just when you think he couldn’t sink any lower, he does.
No bottom whatsoever.

The man only thinks about himself.