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An ode to The Donald (and his worshipers)

An ode to The Donald (and his worshipers)

‘Twas a couple of weeks before Solstice, and all through the land Too many creatures were stirring, it was getting out of hand; The stockings were put over faces with care, Spreading fear all around to there, there and here; The children were hiding deep under their beds; While visions of terrorists danced in their ... Read More