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MA KING AME-RICA GRATE AGIN ( for Brian ) "Your mum's an alien..an... ha ha ha ha alien!" the children chant and taunt. I see through tears their sneers and hated etched upon their features like a mask they could/couldn't take off. It is like a thousand years ago all over again. The Age of the thing called Trump when humans were both orange and stupid. Now we have computers built into each whorl facts at our fingertips with just a finger snap we can call up what used to be called videos of the Trump thing teaching humans how to hate. I, unlike my sisters am not green except for a slight greenish hue every now and then. I am more the chameleon and can blend in. I have the necessary arms and the obligatory number of eyes. Only my mum and sisters look like a lurid 1950's comic "THEY CAME FROM OUTER SPACE!" yet earth would not be here if aliens( us )had  not come to save them from themselves back when earth had entered the Age of Dictators as the history apps. quaintly put it Now is come again the hateful hate ma king Ame-rica grate again like a mind grinding its teeth. I'm sorry am the English no good and the spelling as well we will have to hide behind our mind walls that we had to build to keep humans out. My mother taking me lovingly in her tentacles stroking me and drying my eyes and making tea With a snap of my fingers I bring up my favourite video and a Kermit hologram floats before my face "It's not that  easy bein' green!" and I singalong like any human being "...when green is all there is to be."
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 5:10 AM UTC
MA KING AME-RICA GRATE AGIN( for Brian )
MA KING AME-RICA GRATE AGIN ( for Brian ) "Your mum's an alien..an... ha ha ha ha alien!" the children chant and taunt. I see through tears their sneers and hated etched upon their features like a mask they could/couldn't take off. It is like a thousand years ago all over again. The Age of the thing called Trump when humans were both orange and stupid. Now we have computers built into each whorl facts at our fingertips with just a finger snap we can call up what used to be called videos of the Trump thing teaching humans how to hate. I, unlike my sisters am not green except for a slight greenish hue every now and then. I am more the chameleon and can blend in. I have the necessary arms and the obligatory number of eyes. Only my mum and sisters look like a lurid 1950's comic "THEY CAME FROM OUTER SPACE!" yet earth would not be here if aliens( us )had  not come to save them from themselves back when earth had entered the Age of Dictators as the history apps. quaintly put it Now is come again the hateful hate ma king Ame-rica grate again like a mind grinding its teeth. I'm sorry am the English no good and the spelling as well we will have to hide behind our mind walls that we had to build to keep humans out. My mother taking me lovingly in her tentacles stroking me and drying my eyes and making tea With a snap of my fingers I bring up my favourite video and a Kermit hologram floats before my face "It's not that  easy bein' green!" and I singalong like any human being "...when green is all there is to be."
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Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 5:10 AM UTC
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