Big Hands I Know You’re the One


Trump supporter writes tribute song…

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When I’m out walking…I strut my stuff.  Yeah, and I’m sooo…strung out.  I’m high as a kite on diesel fuel…I just might stop to check you out.  

When at a MAGA rally…let me go on like the big orange blister in the sun.  Please, please, Big Hands, I know you’re the one.  Body bags and beets, I stain my sheets.  I dunno why.  I have a girlfriend, she’s at Folsom.  She traded some tricks to be here.  But she couldn’t make the grade…now she is starting to cry.

Let me go on like a can of used on Sun-In.  Let me go on with bible in clenched fist and can of Skoal in pocket.  Let me go on…Big Hands, I know you’re the one.

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And you know what they say about men with small hands,” he continued, pausing for dramatic effect. “You can’t trust ’em. You can’t trust ’em.

 

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