THIS LAND IS REALLY MY LAND

I think I’m going to change the lyrics to a song written by some dead hippie guy…

This land is my land, this land is my land…
From the Cali-unfortunates to the Red State islands.
From the saw-down forests, to the Gulf of America..This land was made for yours truly me

As I was chauffeured-down that ribbon of MY way,
I saw above me Great Leader’s sign-way,
I saw below me that developable valley
This land was made for only me.

I roamed and rambled while I renamed everything
To the sparkling sands of my gold casinos,
All around me, my voice is shouting…
This land is owned by only me.

When the gold come shining, and I am wallow’n in
my MAGAs waving, construction dust a’rolling…My voice is chanting ‘tear down that blue thing’
This land is for me to do with whatever I please…

This land is my land..and only my land…
From Red Dakota to Red Arizona,
From Orange County to the Gulf of America…
This land will be developed by only me

When the MMA comes bleeding, then I’ll be feeding
on the profits I’ve earned from elected office, My voice comes chanting sway’n my MAGA lem..m..ings
This land owes everything to me!

Great leader mic drop!