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(Now words written some months back more urgent then ever)! Trumpet call to action, sans barreling totalitarian tilt per prez zee dent shill faction already wrecking ball - even without Miley Cyrus - got traction. Das boot Trump out- (oust him to) Mexico or Waterloo lip smacking gangs eagerly await bully in White House and true as Reince prescience fore tells poe whit yawl get lucky strike if keep Taj Mahal shaped shoo fur deux hundred daze starring scary motley crue. ╰☆╮I'm royal heir to peace mongering hoarders,╰☆╮ which comb hen might handy when borders hermetically sealed, per heil hit lore caw zing a furor with his stark orders. Gestapo Re Don Dint (doomsday) I dont wanna don a quack dynasty outfit, or that of wood chucker but...holy mother ****** kudos to heckler, who deems steam roller Trump as one mean trucker. Thus - for umpteenth attempt to post with noah intention to induce rabid reaction to roast my *** (albeit scrawny just to be cheeky), I duck rye America will burn like toast if.... mister money bags reaches full term finish line of presidential electorate, he doth stick out pudgy leatherneck with reassurance, sans hiz safely guarded golf coast. My anti Donald trump screed WE MUST DO MORE THAN YODEL LOUD: all agreed out....out...get...lest cruel nightmare har reed thru legislation - ding **** the witch's dead donald drake...freed bigotry, derogatory hate, hence out...of...here...without...his...coat...indeed of...armor, nor golden golfing irons greed dilly bought with monies usurped unpaid/underpaid migrants MUST NOT heed no passivity, who rightfully feel indignant and teed. I dune hot condone political measures paws sauté fracas mane lion kapo - louse jabbering indiscretion via his blouse zee and breezy haughty snub nosed air audacity, haughty, and superiority on par with Doctor Zeuse herewith continues poem, I dashed off ala hill a re: huff - to douse Auld don self serving trumpeting and gel lee joie de vivre dystopian ********** inducing nostalgia fin d siecle Barack Obama utopia of yesterday now 45th lacking prez cred, he doth thrive to squeeze gnarly paws, around world asper hobnobbing with bigwigs snatching grab-bag to carouse invariably sparking angry birds viz puffin that retweet his sewerage bilge - strike horror tummy senses - for antithetical opinions heed espouse based on scary political fracas and ominous nightmare whar mo' will grouse to obstruct Trump accessing black keys to arouse looming presidential nightmare became real - gruff louse he crushes sacred freedoms, whence civilization goes off bluff analogous to a rabid Tom cat terminating the life of poor ole Mickey Mouse. DUCK AFTER DUMP PING THE DON air ring ma thoughts - no matter aye ham juiced one twenty first century mwm ape serves as genuine s cape to fly (during pitch black hours of night) and escape burning effigies, where his jumbo jet, a sonic boom stick bewitching like Snape temporarily tough feign ruffled feathers sans **** pay shuss selfish lust, when world slides down behavioral sink into Old Rotten Gotham, where he twill jape at distant outlier from madding crowd a gape. At sheer inanity trumpeting strumpets donning innate prejudice and senselessness purr blind faith toward self avowed demigod -- seize ***** viz Cesar his hair coiffed and puffed like it whir wind blown kickstart ting mobs to stir paying bodyguards to evict ruckus-causing murmur oh...how the masses will let this country. Go to hell in hand basket and rack up stratospheric global debt cause zing this one measly mortal male to fret that totalitarian rule will force every man, woman and child to march....het two...three...four, while the billionaire turns a third blind eye speeds away in his foo fighter jet argh...heavens to Betsy DeVos, how did fickle finger of fate let this pompous *** vacuum majority votes across world wide net to finagle vox populi, and groom hooligan nasty ruffian thugs with smashed face doughy as smart putty pet bump ping uglies henchmen bedlam set to create their own version of the tet offensive, despite croup bawling ashen faced deportees, whose tears sentence innocent to po' ver tee branding indiscriminately vet so culled unwanted ill eagle "aliens" labored with nose to grindstone fingers to the bone vainly, their American dream parched whence whet long story short - pondering rental circumstance will equal net zero importance, and will be upended if this ret chad, ewol, googly-eyed, gastronomic, narcissistic bullish don will set the spark for world war three - via gone ah re: ha...ha...ha...to all vet tureens within American crucible melting *** - with backs whet unless....Katrina and the Waves, superman or Sabrina can oust him yet.
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Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 1:53 AM UTC
Acts Before Axe Falls
(Now words written some months back more urgent then ever)! Trumpet call to action, sans barreling totalitarian tilt per prez zee dent shill faction already wrecking ball - even without Miley Cyrus - got traction. Das boot Trump out- (oust him to) Mexico or Waterloo lip smacking gangs eagerly await bully in White House and true as Reince prescience fore tells poe whit yawl get lucky strike if keep Taj Mahal shaped shoo fur deux hundred daze starring scary motley crue. ╰☆╮I'm royal heir to peace mongering hoarders,╰☆╮ which comb hen might handy when borders hermetically sealed, per heil hit lore caw zing a furor with his stark orders. Gestapo Re Don Dint (doomsday) I dont wanna don a quack dynasty outfit, or that of wood chucker but...holy mother ****** kudos to heckler, who deems steam roller Trump as one mean trucker. Thus - for umpteenth attempt to post with noah intention to induce rabid reaction to roast my *** (albeit scrawny just to be cheeky), I duck rye America will burn like toast if.... mister money bags reaches full term finish line of presidential electorate, he doth stick out pudgy leatherneck with reassurance, sans hiz safely guarded golf coast. My anti Donald trump screed WE MUST DO MORE THAN YODEL LOUD: all agreed out....out...get...lest cruel nightmare har reed thru legislation - ding **** the witch's dead donald drake...freed bigotry, derogatory hate, hence out...of...here...without...his...coat...indeed of...armor, nor golden golfing irons greed dilly bought with monies usurped unpaid/underpaid migrants MUST NOT heed no passivity, who rightfully feel indignant and teed. I dune hot condone political measures paws sauté fracas mane lion kapo - louse jabbering indiscretion via his blouse zee and breezy haughty snub nosed air audacity, haughty, and superiority on par with Doctor Zeuse herewith continues poem, I dashed off ala hill a re: huff - to douse Auld don self serving trumpeting and gel lee joie de vivre dystopian ********** inducing nostalgia fin d siecle Barack Obama utopia of yesterday now 45th lacking prez cred, he doth thrive to squeeze gnarly paws, around world asper hobnobbing with bigwigs snatching grab-bag to carouse invariably sparking angry birds viz puffin that retweet his sewerage bilge - strike horror tummy senses - for antithetical opinions heed espouse based on scary political fracas and ominous nightmare whar mo' will grouse to obstruct Trump accessing black keys to arouse looming presidential nightmare became real - gruff louse he crushes sacred freedoms, whence civilization goes off bluff analogous to a rabid Tom cat terminating the life of poor ole Mickey Mouse. DUCK AFTER DUMP PING THE DON air ring ma thoughts - no matter aye ham juiced one twenty first century mwm ape serves as genuine s cape to fly (during pitch black hours of night) and escape burning effigies, where his jumbo jet, a sonic boom stick bewitching like Snape temporarily tough feign ruffled feathers sans **** pay shuss selfish lust, when world slides down behavioral sink into Old Rotten Gotham, where he twill jape at distant outlier from madding crowd a gape. At sheer inanity trumpeting strumpets donning innate prejudice and senselessness purr blind faith toward self avowed demigod -- seize ***** viz Cesar his hair coiffed and puffed like it whir wind blown kickstart ting mobs to stir paying bodyguards to evict ruckus-causing murmur oh...how the masses will let this country. Go to hell in hand basket and rack up stratospheric global debt cause zing this one measly mortal male to fret that totalitarian rule will force every man, woman and child to march....het two...three...four, while the billionaire turns a third blind eye speeds away in his foo fighter jet argh...heavens to Betsy DeVos, how did fickle finger of fate let this pompous *** vacuum majority votes across world wide net to finagle vox populi, and groom hooligan nasty ruffian thugs with smashed face doughy as smart putty pet bump ping uglies henchmen bedlam set to create their own version of the tet offensive, despite croup bawling ashen faced deportees, whose tears sentence innocent to po' ver tee branding indiscriminately vet so culled unwanted ill eagle "aliens" labored with nose to grindstone fingers to the bone vainly, their American dream parched whence whet long story short - pondering rental circumstance will equal net zero importance, and will be upended if this ret chad, ewol, googly-eyed, gastronomic, narcissistic bullish don will set the spark for world war three - via gone ah re: ha...ha...ha...to all vet tureens within American crucible melting *** - with backs whet unless....Katrina and the Waves, superman or Sabrina can oust him yet.
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66/M/schwenksville, penna
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 1:53 AM UTC
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