Sing a song of Trumpence
Half-baked in their minds.
Four and Twenty Fascists,
Up their behinds.
When the song grew louder
The press began to sing,
“Swindles, lies, dark hateful screeds
Disguise a criminal ring!”
Sing a song of Trumpence
Half-baked in their minds.
Four and Twenty Fascists,
Up their behinds.
When the song grew louder
The press began to sing,
“Swindles, lies, dark hateful screeds
Disguise a criminal ring!”