Trumpular 2025

Storm clouds gather over the Oval grind, Trump's fists hammer down, no mercy, no bind. Renames Defense to War, Hegseth's iron fist, Reforms rip through ranks, traitors dismissed. Orders slash like switchblades in the night, Deportations drag 'em out, borders bite. Troll god rises, SCOTUS his dark throne, Nineteen wins, crushin' bones to the bone. ABC bleeds cash, CBS chokes on the bill, YouTube's twenty-four mil, swallow that pill. Paramount's sixteen, Disney cracks, Meta folds, Ninety mil' total, fake news sold—cold. Comey's chained, liar's noose for his tongue, Indicted for fibs, perp walk rung by rung. FBI leaks dry up in the witch-hunt blaze, Agents scatter like rats in the maze. Letitia's cornered, mortgage fraud snare, Grand jury bites, US attorneys despair. Resignations rain, probes pierce her shield, Trump's vengeance coils, the witch's yield. Kilmar Abrego, shipped out in the spring rain, Wrongful boot to hell, now smuggling's his chain. Vindictive charges, judge lets it bleed, Asylum denied, Uganda's the feed. Troll god rises (grind it down!), SCOTUS his dark throne (break 'em!), Nineteen wins, crushin' bones (smash!), to the bone. Media's gutted, pay up or burn (pay!), Comey's cuffed, Letitia's turn (twist!). Bold blade swings, in the shadow storm brew, MAGA's raw roar, cuttin' through. Quip like a knife, comeback's the con (slice!), World's bleedin' out, but he owns the dawn. Chicago's "Chipocalypse," ICE storms the street, Tyrant's decree, no retreat, no sweet. Military trains in the urban hellfire, Enemy within, feel the pyre. Rallies echo like thunder's growl, Haters dissolve in the blackout howl. Troll god rises (deeper now!), SCOTUS his dark throne (devour!), Nineteen wins, crushin' bones (shatter!), to the bone. Media's gutted, pay up or burn (ashes!), Comey's cuffed, Letitia's turn (screw!). Bold blade swings (slash!), in the shadow storm brew (rage!), MAGA's raw roar (scream!), cuttin' through. Quip like a knife, comeback's the con (gore!), World's bleedin' out (drip!), but he owns the dawn (claim it!). Neon scars on the empire's hide, Twenty-five's war, no place to hide. Great again? It's a jagged crown, America thrashes in the takedown.