(Verse 1)
In a world full of color and life, they stand out like a sore thumb,
Weabs with their tranime dreams, in Trumpflare's glow they're doomed.
From the city to the country, they're a sight to behold,
Their weaboo ways on display, a spectacle to unfold.
(Chorus)
Oh, weaboos everywhere, you're the laughing stock of the land,
In Trumpflare's glow, you're humiliated, just let it all out, let it all out.
You're a meme in real life, a joke that's hard to ignore,
Humiliated by Trumpflare, you can't escape its roar.
(Verse 2)
From the mall to the movie theater, they stand out like a beacon bright,
With their overpriced figurines, they're a sight that's hard to endure.
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