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under a clear blue sky Uncle ***** grabbed a squirrel and impaled him squarely on a pike the squirrel didn’t die at first instead he shook and vibrated as though electrified but later the white of his eyes dripped Uncle ***** lay down on his back drunk his head leaned over on one side a yellow discharge from inside his throat and ears spilled out in a puddle onto the floor some ants and later a dog investigated but found the taste not to their liking every morning now when i wake i think of my five month old grandson living in a world ruled by this "funny uncle" and inside i retch
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Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 10:06 PM UTC
Uncle *****
under a clear blue sky Uncle ***** grabbed a squirrel and impaled him squarely on a pike the squirrel didn’t die at first instead he shook and vibrated as though electrified but later the white of his eyes dripped Uncle ***** lay down on his back drunk his head leaned over on one side a yellow discharge from inside his throat and ears spilled out in a puddle onto the floor some ants and later a dog investigated but found the taste not to their liking every morning now when i wake i think of my five month old grandson living in a world ruled by this "funny uncle" and inside i retch
Another Donald Trump poem
daniel-schoen
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Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 10:06 PM UTC
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