I called my ornamental plum in the front yard 'one plum' because last summer it gave one plum to signify it was in fact a fruit tree and not a blooming ornamental as I had hoped...still all is not lost as it gives fruit (let's hope not too much)
such is the onset of the presidency of one Donald Trump...he'll be obnoxious all the way
he'll be a scrapper before he even gets started and the soft wood will rise up out of the obscurity to which it was long banished, proclaiming that there is a hope 'he will make people find God'...
which means to me that he will have us praying in desperation for things that have broken down like my car that needs either a head gasket or a radiator...Trump's like that as well...his marriage is definitely on the cool down, he's publicly smooching it up with television commentators and making the most of the bad situation. His wife is getting pruny around the lips...how can he ever make it up to her? well, he can't..and younger daughter is most obviously going to be his 'mission man'..speaking for him on topics like ladies underwear and the common market...
he'll get his word out but it will be prefaced with that thing he is so good at "snarly whiplashing'..
You see, from a personal standpoint there are parts of him that are even too rank for the likes of me who rides the dishwater down the drain and into the basement where it pools up and comes out a little dribble where the mice chewed up the drain hose on the dishwasher (so I don't use it)...just like Donald isn't using what's her face...she be gone before ya know it
although that was a pretty glamorous blue suit she had on..I didn't like it too many flares in too many places for an uptight face like hers that obviously wasn't having any fun (I have to remember to be kind here)...his whole family looks like one uptight band of misfits and mutants, especially the younger ones, like the vicitims of an Indian raid in the wild west, all scalpless, all dead, brought back to life for the moment so we can 'find God'...) we'll find him alright...in the way those corpses came on line to stand up and represent us, we'll find Him..see, it's working alright, I used a capital H the second time I referenced him..Hmi Him...
anyways, the inguration had screened areas for public viewing of the actual parade, it had protestors on K Street ripping it up, it lines of militia keeping the peace..there were a few burned limos, ripped up stores, disgruntled wouldbe TRump voters who found out that the pig speaks and then he's a pork chop...it had the born agains (and again and again)...it had everything every other presidency has had but it didn't have Kennedy's speech making flare or Himself...I should think...that part just wasn't there, that was a sack of potatoes waiting for the fryer if I ever saw one...that just wasn't real...
such is the onset of the presidency of one Donald Trump...he'll be obnoxious all the way
he'll be a scrapper before he even gets started and the soft wood will rise up out of the obscurity to which it was long banished, proclaiming that there is a hope 'he will make people find God'...
which means to me that he will have us praying in desperation for things that have broken down like my car that needs either a head gasket or a radiator...Trump's like that as well...his marriage is definitely on the cool down, he's publicly smooching it up with television commentators and making the most of the bad situation. His wife is getting pruny around the lips...how can he ever make it up to her? well, he can't..and younger daughter is most obviously going to be his 'mission man'..speaking for him on topics like ladies underwear and the common market...
he'll get his word out but it will be prefaced with that thing he is so good at "snarly whiplashing'..
You see, from a personal standpoint there are parts of him that are even too rank for the likes of me who rides the dishwater down the drain and into the basement where it pools up and comes out a little dribble where the mice chewed up the drain hose on the dishwasher (so I don't use it)...just like Donald isn't using what's her face...she be gone before ya know it
although that was a pretty glamorous blue suit she had on..I didn't like it too many flares in too many places for an uptight face like hers that obviously wasn't having any fun (I have to remember to be kind here)...his whole family looks like one uptight band of misfits and mutants, especially the younger ones, like the vicitims of an Indian raid in the wild west, all scalpless, all dead, brought back to life for the moment so we can 'find God'...) we'll find him alright...in the way those corpses came on line to stand up and represent us, we'll find Him..see, it's working alright, I used a capital H the second time I referenced him..Hmi Him...
anyways, the inguration had screened areas for public viewing of the actual parade, it had protestors on K Street ripping it up, it lines of militia keeping the peace..there were a few burned limos, ripped up stores, disgruntled wouldbe TRump voters who found out that the pig speaks and then he's a pork chop...it had the born agains (and again and again)...it had everything every other presidency has had but it didn't have Kennedy's speech making flare or Himself...I should think...that part just wasn't there, that was a sack of potatoes waiting for the fryer if I ever saw one...that just wasn't real...
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