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Severe Surge Regarding Thou Shalt Not Kill Violations

Severe surge regarding thou shalt not kill violations Fifth commandment breached regularly epidemic of gun violence in America bullets fly, scream and tear into flesh senseless rampant mass killings rip across fabric of society buzzfeeding, jump/kickstarting, paradigm of mortality. Since January first two thousand and twenty three countless innocent people lost lives deliberately, yet randomly targeted shot dead at point blank range merely going about their ordinary business. No clear cut motive nor profile delineates active shooter(s), who could be either (or any) gender and range in age from grade school to septuagenarian. The latest homicides woo, and appease the grim reaper, where gunman(men)/women slew dirty deeds done dirt cheap many baker's dozen innocent people unknowingly and unwittingly drew (rather gurgled) their last breath choking on splintered blood vessels beckoning, issuing, and twittering minimal horrific animal primal gasps and groans. Adversarial criminal minds finds yours truly to interject reasonable parenthetical rhyme without reason, thus I temporarily tack tangentially offtrack with cogent concise contemplation to extemporize, lyricize, and soliloquize brutal nasty senselessness perpetrated courtesy fearsome half cocked pistol packing maniacs, whereby evils unrelentingly replaying nightmare (exceeding cruelty by magnitudes administered courtesy rocky horror picture show) of gruesome carnage broadcast across social media platforms of killing fields anew, in the minds of those unfortunate souls who bear witness to deadly crime, where odd stark juxtaposition elicit skeletal goldenrods yellowed stalks adrip with morning mountain dew encompassing fresh footprints, where berserk humans prowling in the tall grass (them of naked ape infamous zoological niche) lately trod in search of human prey welcomed unsuspecting killer(s) true colors transformed into hideous monsters predictably soothing savage beasts undertakers grisly task patching shredded bodies after homicidal maniac fired bullet(s) setting corpse recalibrating counting queue. As month one of new year (according to Chinese tradition water rabbit constitutes animal de jure) allows, enables, and provides brisk business for crematoriums or funeral parlors. Whether native American citizen or foreigner (perchance student) slain survivors bereave and issue final adieu, whether gentile nor Jew, perhaps including child named Caillou instantaneously slain, who knew not what felled them engrossed amidst social ballyhoo ex post facto registering grievous hue pallbearers accentuating somber view eclipsing most recent prior massacres similar to previous you ululations yesterday's sorrows without handy dandy blue's clue lame motive explaining cold blooded slaughter vis a vis unsurprising discover re: firearms Jane/ John Q. Public kept stashed loaded, deployed... guns up the kazoo cocked, gauged, primed... for unleaded opportunity to unleash barrage invariable generating hullabaloo to curb bloody violence trumpeting predictable brew ha ha alloyed against National Rifle Association almighty Republican supported lobbyist's motley crew versus increased uproar protesters chorus nearly few tile opposition pitted grand Poobah despite alarming statistics shew plus increasing fresh gravesites dug amidst freshly mowed fescue attesting to wanton shell shocked headlines indiscriminate brew tilly assaulting sensibilities without rhyme nor reason yet, yours truly doth boo leave rampant hatred directly linkedin to former "FAKE" commander in chief, (biden his time as patient hunter) whose acrid, horrid, rabid vitriol still darkly colors political hue man gushing bloody fountainhead few ming and appreciable frothing lathers up right wing supremacists greenlighting smoldering new bile radicals hot headed volatile mindset whereby self anointed anarchistic Guru possibly fuels global warming evidenced by displaced Inuits flooding courtesy melting igloo.

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