Monkeys With Matches

Prezident Cheezel deletes lockdown, deletes the World Health Organization, deletes the memory of George Floyd, then hunkers in his hunker bunker, hunkers with freedom fries at midnight, a lights out party at the House of White. His rancid data dump is oozing out of our phones, like they say go big or go home. Fires on the perimeter spell DOOM MF to the ticks, the fleas, and assorted blood suckers. Ominous weapons and vicious dogs in the streets, The Donald just keeps tweeting from his tweet cheat sheet. Hiding behind shooters shooting looting looters, no one really there, just a ripple of bad energy troubling the space time continuum zone, like they say go big or go home.

 Tear gas clouds obscure the Church of St Johns, where the Cheeseburger in Chief is goner than gone waving a Gideons Bible at the nation, this walk on bit player out of Revelations. Day of the Truffid starring the Emperor Werepig, a rogue Confederate booked for the POTUS gig,
 save us Sleepy Joe Biden, establishment clone, like they say go