45, you are vile.
You have no heart or sympathy for anyone but people like you.
You don’t care what people have to go through.
45, you are despondent.
How dare you limit what my people can do?
You don’t care because you have no clue.
45, you are awful.
Your beliefs are disgusting, you and your crew.
You are a disgrace to the red, white and blue.
45, you are scared.
Why do you think we’re not good enough?
We’re just like him, her, them and you.
Dear 45, you don’t deserve your title.
You will not bring us down.
Your expectations are horrible
and we will breakthrough.