GOT Bilk?

It is becoming crystal clear that the saga of Capitol Hell is more about those thorns vying for the throne currently in the state of terrible lizard occupation.

Of course any suggestion to a crown is not misconstrued with one made of those same thorns. Yet the only crown in existence for the tyrannosaurus rump is the thousands of sycophants making up the titanic surge ickly attached whoopee cushion that blubbers out a continuous burbling of gaseous lit hypocrisy, even when the stin_tking is not making his usual coronation runs on the porcelain throne.

During the prequel, some US Generals honoring their oath of service to the US Constitution informed the Unpresidented of the intended endgame for those plotting under his nazi object of devotion. That courtesy of guidance along with the griminals of the heritage floundation is likely an explanation for the seemingly disorganized aim on the innocents of US Citizens and Our Treasures.

As the saga plays out, the script is revealing a character progression that indicates the thorns flanking the great wielder of the farce in the national darth mall to be those closest to him. Any audience member of this extended mini series must be seeing the plethora of true villains. But as a good suspense always provides—the constant audience participation of puzzling—who will be the ‘who done it’?

The unusual suspects:

• the advancing vice pee, over an age tatted apprentice?
• the reciprocated hate milling machine?
• the AGing demon in crossed bondage?
• the hedge theft of incompetence?
• the tool, seen gabbing?
• the travel atrocity dress-up gnome?
• the missing marbles of a fixed doge?
• the BED (Baron, Eric, Don) of inbred heritage?
• the melanoma on the sitting dinosaur?
• the house pipsqueak easy?
• the entire entourage in clan destined form?

Given the slew of lickspittles lining up to gulp down some fresh brown nuggets, it be hooves the tyrannosaur to start having its most loyal rumplicans taste test his cheese burgers before the ‘choo-choo’ chugs bite sized morsels over to his tantrum strewn high chair for a ‘chew chew’. For the very apparent and rapidly diminishing of cognitive ability may be due to intricately laced contaminated food prep, with the spoils to be unevenly distributed among his closest culprits.

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Alternate ending: There is present in every individual an enormous potential of talent and ability to be of benefit to everyone in proximity and rippling to the beyond.

Such is the case with this currently clown destined group. If only they would realize their absolutely magnificent position to protect, preserve, lift We The People and the many other treasures of these amazing United States of America along with the entire planet to the exponential expanse of shared opportunities through truly attainable happiness for every fellow person.

if only if only
the woodpecker sighs
the bark on the trees
was a soft as the skies

the wolf down below
hungry and lonely
cries to the moon
if only if only

There is truly no reason for the administration of ‘unfun’ to keep digging more Holes when, literally, we all can be enjoying a great time.