Allan, Trump’s aware of your plan, and this morning, he was heard woefully singing this rendition of Cole Porter’s “You Do Something to Me”:

You've done something to me
Something that just might finalize me
Tell me, why corn cob me,
Why push pins, why not fertilize me

I can't live ‘neath your spell
So do that voodoo that you do so well
Your chants of “BLOTUS, BE GONE”
Together, just might make it true

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