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For the nation's sake, find that joke of a public servant guilty

of something!---anything!---his legacy is filthy,

and the soul of that legacy is full of narcissitic sin.

Let History declare him, now, a pitiful "has been."

A single felonius charge and conviction would suffice, just one,

so that, at least for office, he can never again run.

Of course, he will cry, "Foul, fake, stolen," and "unfair."

Let him complain to his Mentor, the prince of the powers of the air;

while Rudy struggles to explain it all, and put fiction into the place

of facts, as his cheap hair dye drips in oil-like streaks down his face.

Starward