Day 1 My Ass

Trump's words are broken glass

Day 1 my Ass

You promised a happy dancing song,

But gave us a cry in our beer all along.

A redneck nightmare in a country tune,

Broken dreams under a weeping moon.

You cut VA workers, 80,000 gone,

Veterans left waiting, their care withdrawn.

The ones who served, now cast aside,

Promises broken, no place to hide.

Forestry workers face the same fate,

Fired en masse at a reckless rate.

Trails left closed, forests burn bright,

No one to fight the flames at night.

Children cry as their lunches shrink,

Lead in water they’re forced to drink.

Families torn at the border wall,

Dreams destroyed as freedoms fall.

Tariffs hit hard; the prices soar,

Groceries and gas cost even more.

Farmers struggle; their crops won’t sell,

A trade war anthem of living hell.

Canada strikes with whiskey bans,

Mexico targets red state lands.

Allies turned away in disdain,

Global trust lost—what did we gain?

You said the pain wouldn’t last that long,

But you keep adding lyrics to this sad song.

Day 1 promises all came undone,

Shifting dates while nothing’s won.

Veterans cry as crisis lines fade,

Cuts to their care leave trust betrayed.

Forests and parks once proud and free,

Now bear the scars of your decree.

You promised a happy dancing song,

But gave us a cry in our beer all along.

A redneck nightmare in a country tune,

Broken dreams under a weeping moon.

Day 1 my Ass

It's all Broken Glass

TRUMP SHOVE THIS

UP YOUR ASS

TAKE YOU BROKEN PROMISES

ALL YOUR LIES

ALL TAKE YOUR BROKEN GLASS AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS