Our German Angel

Today Merkel will meet Trump and I keep my fingers crossed for Merkel, she’ll do well!





When others fall she stands tall,
the German Angel and mother to us all.
Born and raised behind the Soviet wall,
she has become the one all leaders call.
She’s met them all, the phony Berlusconi
her true fan the howling wolf Erdogan
and Putin riding his bear, calling her “dear”.
All those men with power, dicks and guns,
she got them all on her shoulders once
and this little woman is our true hope
and the only one Trump can’t cope,
truly she’ll will hang him in his own rope!
Yes, bless Merkel, in the democratic circle!




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