The Battle Hymn of the Republicans

Our eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the King.

He is tossing out the illegals where the Demonrats do sing.

He hath posted His vicious words to amplify His bullying.

His Truth Social account is scrolling on.

Old Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!

His Truth Social account is raging on.

We have seen Him at His rallies attended by thousands of eager rubes.

They have builded Him an altar while ignoring the lamestream news.

We can see His power over them with whatever words He chooses.

His takeover of the country is absolute.

We have heeded his terrifying threats on the many posts he’s made.

“If you break with me you’ll face my fans and have dug your own political grave.

Let The Donald, your Savior, crush your enemies while He gets paid

Since God has chosen Him.”

He has voiced such vile thoughts we didn’t think we could say.

He is enabling every American to be an insensitive jerk each day.

Oh, be swift, our souls, to support Him; if we don’t we’re going to pay.

Our party is headed toward fascism.

Into the wealth of His family Trump was born to be spoiled.

With a million dollar loan from His daddy He never had to toil.

He has set our party up to always favor the royal.

The dictatorship He created will live on!

Old Glory’s looking mighty old. Mighty old indeed.