The Worthless German Cuckold

What do we have for a president, But a worthless German cuckold? When we came to swear him in, he was trying to touch himself. An Afrikaner Sa'd his land, shot a worthless elephant, and kicked a donkey around. This worthless German cuckhold. And he's sat down in our good man's chair, this worthless German cuckhold. He's brought forth the Russian trash. And littered it in our yard. He shot the olive branch of peace, Let the planes fall from the sky, but the rose buds'll cut his thumb. This worthless German cuckhold. Come up the Potomac River, you worthless German cuckold. See the garden of roses bloom in your yard. If you dare to put a stock or to pluck a pedal, The thorns'll give a response. You worthless German cuckhold. Oh America you are called a hole for nursing such a vermin. The very dogs of this man's court bark and houl fascism. So keep yourself good and strong, your smarts and strength for who the heck rules your lands but a worthless German cuckold.