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Number forty seven White House occupant against all odds
Number forty seven - White House occupant against all odds... regarding President elect Donald John Trump. As a cruel joke to self, I imagined myself as a Republican for that one glorious day voting for the candidate who clinched the nomination as our next commander in chief and still reeling in the heady years when said unnamed person graced the covers of countless magazines, (especially those hard copy publications with a politically right bent), and electronic mass media platforms when one felt proud being the sole pachyderm in the room. Within mein hermitage now dwells one disheveled miserable troglodyte with a pet gecko, who wept a tearful river of joy upon hearing unbelievable news, (about a lucky man with panache, whose ghost writer wannabe yours truly would relish), albeit at snail's pace schlepped finally proclamation emancipation gave reasonable rhyme yours truly to ejaculate not prematurely, subsequently I leapt out the window without a parachute of penthouse suite apartment into the air, and kept myself aloft completing one after another sumersault, flapping vestigial wings at the speed of sound and except for minor nuisance of gravity, nevertheless landed feet first and crept a secret portal back into mine man cave adept to survive alone in the wilderness with pointers from the late Dick Proenekke. Two hundred and ninety five electoral votes in layman's terms 72,600,307 votes (50.9%) tallied across country, gave ample reason to do the hustle videlicet grinding hips and bump with the missus decked out as Wilma Flintstone after Trump declared victory in a brief trunk hated speech, an excerpt taken quoting his exact words at the Palm Beach convention center in Florida. "I’ll be fighting for you, and with every breath in my body,” Trump told supporters who had gathered at Palm Beach County Convention Center to cheer him on. “I will not rest until we deliver the strong, safe and prosperous America that our children deserve and that you deserve.” Admirable, (yet reviled) teetotaler contender who hailed from Queens orating at above named venue finally plopped and fizzed out, whose non verbal body language issued relief, thus spoke volumes after Kamala Harris formerly deprecated, implicated, and prosecuted adequately bad mouthed to curry distasteful impression of freshly minted sexagenarian fêted after his unrigged win analogous to reeling once in a lifetime catch of the day hook line, and sinker anchored courtesy Taj Mahal replica nearly bankrupted him into dustbin of history good ciao electorate voted in lovable loutish oaf, which four years ago majority of voters chose to dump best mandated to cavort with zoot suited frump on any given Wednesday available to hump rotund barenaked lady merging into humongous protoplasmic lump. Despite being caught red handed concerning more'n where's the beef burnished braggadocio brilliantly stole 2016 election under nose of Hillary Clinton abused role, when tasked as commander in chief, nevertheless touted with bravado courtesy totalitarian zealots across the webbed wide world good ole Charlie Brown nemesis deportation apologist causing nothing but good grief, hence yours truly quite elated upon occasion when figurative new leaf turned over and booted out as more daring than Baghdad thief. Hit the ground running with nary a second to waste Donald Trump, when Mike Pence and company at the helm blindsided proving their steely eyed mettle despite victory lap Democrats did taste ushered in COVID-19 game plan bolstering pandemic defences, where prior administration sorely misplaced priorities United States Lady Liberty wantonly, undeservedly, subsequently her reputation disgraced. Hope springs eternal - ah tis amazing grace yours truly suddenly brimming with optimism able bodied diverse cabinet to erase formerly inept sycophants with intentions base running amok within White House at long last competent candidate won the race, this tatterdemalion doth welcome ye back Donald Trump, no matter pulled off disappearing act at Mar-A-Lago without a trace sore loser teed off absent American delivering his humiliating defeat coup de grâce. Adieu after presenting façade gussied poetic opinion editorial donning guise as antithetical braying donkey failing miserably to convince readers without the help of “artificial intelligence” I cannot succeed generating “fake news” dressed up as a senseless rhyme.
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