A Song for Trumpers

Joseph Zeigler

15 Jul 2025 — 1 min read

(Verse 1)
America was cranky, folks were screeching “Sad!”
They wanted someone spicy, loud, and fabulously mad

Then came Don with orange, tan, and hair like cotton candy
He promised gold and winning streaks and slogans oh-so-dandy!

(Chorus)
Springtime for Trumpers and MAGA!
Winter for truth and for math!
They’re flocking in droves with flags and capes—
And sometimes a giant giraffe!

(Verse 2)
He roared about the border wall—a wall so big and tall!
But somehow Mexico forgot to pay a dime at all

They bought red hats and magic beans, and NFTs galore
And if he sells them moon dust next, they’ll probably buy some more!

(Chorus)
Springtime for Trumpers and MAGA!
Winter for facts and restraint!
They’re posting memes and screaming “FAKE!”—
While chugging gallons of paint!

(Bridge)
They howl about bamboo ballots,
Trust a MyPillow czar for science,
They’d vote for Don to run the moon,
Or launch a Martian alliance!

(Final Chorus)
Springtime for Trumpers and MAGA!
Winter for logic and books!
So, toss your brain right out the door—
And join this gang of kooks!

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