Greatness of America

We pick a man that we don't accept 

The country is divided and already in effect 

We can only have a voice and be heard by having protests

We reject the president-elect 

We pick someone non intelligent 

We choose someone wanting to get rid of the residents

 

He is not my president

 

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This poem is about: 
My country
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