The FuMP

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I love primates, monkeys are my type, my oh my
Pink behinds and toothy grins so white, well off-white
Hey you haven't got the right, to feel them up sir
Yes Mr. Zookeeper

But it's monkey love, is that so wrong (yes)
I shouldn't feel, this way at the zoo (no)
It's monkey love, and that is wrong (come on!)
But it's so hard, when they fling poo

Speaking of monkeys... let's talk about Trump

Extreme right wing people love this guy, I don't know why
When he tries to speak he's not too bright (I have the best words! Uh, no)
Illiterite
His hair is quite a sight (wow) like a damn orangutan
And he has an orange tan

It's monkey love, what's wrong with y'all (seriously)
Why do you feel the way you do (you're in a cult)
Good lord above, he won't build any wall
That walking shart, that bag of goo
That big blowhard, that pile of poo
He should be through (I have no falsetto)

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