Arrr, matey! Let’s plunder the truth o’ Captain Trump’s grand speech ‘n see if’n it be fishy!
2025-01-21
Arrr, on the 20th day of January, Cap’n Trump swore his oath for a second time, claimin’ the title of 47th head o’ the ship! Huddled in the frosty halls, he trumpeted, “The golden age be upon us!” Vowed to shiver timbers at illegal scallywags, and set sail for oil riches!
Arrr, mateys! Gather 'round as I regale ye with the tale of one Donald Trump, who, on the frosty morn of January 20, did don the mantle of the 47th captain of the good ship United States! Aye, he took his second oath o' office, no less, inside the grand halls of the U.S. Capitol Rotunda, for the chill in the air could freeze a sea dog’s whiskers!With a voice as bold as a cannon blast, he declared, "The golden age of America begins right now!" Aye, he be promising to shackle the scallywags of illegal immigration, squeeze every drop of black gold from beneath the land, and hoist the sails on tariffs like a true buccaneer! But that ain't all, mateys! He vowed to throw the federal electric vehicle goals overboard and proclaimed that there be only two genders, as clear as the waters of Tortuga!
So batten down the hatches and prepare for a raucous journey through the treacherous waters of politics, for this captain be steer’n the ship with his own brand o' swagger! With promises as bold as a Jolly Roger, we shall see where the winds of fortune take us, arrr, me hearties!