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[Verse 1]
In the marble plains of Washington, the alpha Trump appears
He spots one billion dollars locked in by the appropriators
With one executive swipe he zeros every line they praised
The herd of senators freezes as their favorite waste is grazed

[Chorus]
Watch the rare fiscal predator strike without a sound
He calls their bluff on spending that was never written down
Critics wail in unison, “It’s theft from the American people”
While the canceled billions vanish like a frightened herd of sheeple

[Verse 2]
Both parties labeled the action illegal in their press releases
The same continuing resolutions that once protected every piece
Now lie empty on the ledger where the alpha made his stand
Exposing how the pork survived by never facing any hand

[Bridge]
See the stunned committee members scramble for their talking points
Their locked-in funds deleted while they sip on lobby joints
One swipe, one billion gone, no continuing resolution shield
The predator simply read the bill and cleared the battlefield

[Outro]
America cheers the creature that finally audits in the wild
The greatest country still knows how to cancel what’s compiled