- published: 22 Jul 2015
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Conspiracy or conspirator may refer to:
Donald John Trump, Sr. (born June 14, 1946) is an American business magnate, television personality and author. He is the chairman and president of The Trump Organization and the founder of Trump Entertainment Resorts. Trump's extravagant lifestyle, outspoken manner and role on the NBC reality show The Apprentice have made him a well-known celebrity who was No. 17 on the 2011 Forbes Celebrity 100 list. He is well-known as a real-estate developer who amassed vast hotel, casino, and other real-estate properties, in the New York City area and around the world.
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In 2010, Trump expressed an interest in becoming a candidate for President of the United States in the 2012 election. In May 2011, he announced he would not be a candidate, but a few weeks later he said he had not completely ruled out the possibility. In December 2011, Trump was suggested as a possible Vice Presidential selection by Michele Bachmann. Bachmann has since suspended her presidential campaign.
We don't believe in ?You know who?
But we don't let the kids know it
We're parents, who are grown ups
There's a line we have to toe it
But we're part of a conspiracy
About this bearded big fat guy
Who isn't real, who never lived
Who's old, but doesn't die
We went to the department store
We climbed out on that limb
Told the kids that it was ?You know who?
We said that bum was him
Then we placed them on his knee
To me, the knee seemed rather bony
Happily they sat though chatting with that phony
Told the kids we could provide the proof
Deceit, how I hate it
We put out the milk and cookies
Yes, I admit I drank and ate it
Then that fib about the North Pole
Is if any Elves could live there
We helped to write and send that letter
Knowing full well, it went nowhere
You know who comes down the chimney
How could such a fat man fit?
The whole thing is preposterous
Yet we get children to buy it
We have no shame, the lies pile up
You think at least we'd bark
When we sing of red nosed reindeer
And snowmen who dance and talk
Well it's just a harmless story
A fairytales and Christmas fun
Not unlike that other theory
The one about Gods Son
Where Angels talk to shepherds
Wise men troop after a star
And a Virgin has a baby
Boy that's fetched pretty far
But we adults buy that conspiracy
We toe and swallow that old line
Disappearing milk and cookies
What about that bread and wine?
It's enough to make you hesitate
It's enough to give you pause
Perhaps it's just as crucial