You're a Mean One, Mr. Trump

You’re a mean one, Mr. Trump,
With your words so wild and cold,
You’ve got stories that you’re spinning,
‘Bout Haitians young and old,
Mr. Trump,
They’re not monsters, they’re not ghouls,
But you’re scaring all the fools!
]You’re a fearmonger, Mr. Trump,
And your tales are out of line,
You say they’re coming for our pets,
And even our behinds,
Mr. Trump,
There’s no vampires in the streets,
Just folks looking for some peace.
You’re divisive, Mr. Trump,
With a nasty, hateful heart,
You talk of bats and gargoyles,
Just to tear people apart,
Mr. Trump,
Immigrants aren’t here to bite,
But you twist it out of spite!
You’re a liar, Mr. Trump,
With your xenophobic spin,
You say they threaten all our land,
But hate’s the threat within,
Mr. Trump,
Haitians come with hopes and dreams,
Not the horrors of your schemes!