Thursday, June 15, 2017

A Blip On The Screen...

Tales will be told of the short, twisted reign of Donald J. Trump.

Once upon a time, a bloated, ego driven, billionaire businessman promoted himself to President of The United States of America. 

Even Trump himself was amazed when it actually worked and he found himself sitting in The White House.

Trump entertained himself, toying with the pure joy of power, but he really craved love and admiration.

This drove him to appeal directly to the public, hoping to feel the flow of love streaming his way. 

His enormous sense of self was there for all to see.

What he felt flowing his way was derision and pure hatred.

His dealings became public, daily fodder for the masses.

It did not go well.

Fractured by the onslaught of negativity and impoverished from the overwhelming legal fees he faced after his dealings became public knowledge, Trump, disheveled and wearing only a dirty white robe, was finally escorted from The White House and delivered to Moscow, penniless.

Back in private life, his appeal to the public no longer played, his contacts disappeared, and his yearning for fame and glory led him down numerous blind alleys.

He was last seen doing porn, wallowing like a beached whale, while Russian trannies pissed all over him.

Trump's descent was rapid, to say the least.

In the end, he was nothing more than a blimp on the screen.

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