‘Tis a big secret; that Don throws a baseball, like a schoolgirl; and it has been embarrassing to him. Still — bigger — and darker secrets, hath … The Don.
Still, a chorus of boos and lusty chants of “Lock him up,” have made a lasting impression, on President Don.
Bigger and darker secrets, hath The Donny. Secrets, galore; like Pussy Galore — do ye recall that Pussy, Donny? Sexual secrets, aside, Don,
what’s up with ye, and the dictators? In particular, what’s up between ye and the Russian president, Vladimir Putin?
What’s up, Donny? What’s up, especially, between ye and the Russian President Vladimir Putin? A dark secret share the two presidents,
between them. With even more secrets stemming from that biggest secret between them; that of a compromised … president.
A compromised president.
What’s up with that, Moscow Mitch? What’s up, between Don and Russian President Vladimir Putin? The truth;
dark secrets — share the two presidents — between them. The GOP suspects, the truth. But the GOP can’t handle … the truth.
What’s up Moscow Mitch?@LeaderMcConnell: What’s up between President Don and Russian President, Vlad Putin? The truth,
that Emperor Don, hath no clothes, is self-evident. The GOP suspects — the truth. But the GOP can’t handle the nakedness — of the truth.
The GOP suspects, but can’t handle, the truth. What’s up, really, Moscow Mitch? With President Don and President, Vladimir Putin? The truth
tragi-comic: That the supposed servants of the people, are their Emperors. And that no one suspects … the truth.
No one suspects the truth. No one looks at the big picture. And no one reads between the lines — of what is said and what — is written. Republicans
suspect, but can’t handle, the truth. That their chosen one so utterly destroy, the GOP, of the Republicans.