black bearded with carnivorous teeth lurking in palatial shadows unfit for the news that make him biting the hands that feed, Him
Mister Bone Saw
yesterday's trail leads to you like a wounded animal's blood dripping on an already red carpet where you sit licking a fat photo session
Mister Bone Saw
presidents suckle your Old Scratch **** while snorting sulfur with thousand dollar bills up their snouts, twisting their tales of greatness again, and again, and again like sixes in a row
Mister Bone Saw
time will shear your hairy back alleyways place a sign and seal upon your lies and deception even those minions who worship your coin will find a sword of justice between their *****
Saw Bone Mister!
-cec
CIA owns the facts now; too bad Trump is in league with him.