Chaos In the White House Jab Two

when Democrats outliers gnashed teeth, and nonestablishmentarian outlaws pistol whipped and hashed tagged traitors who roared America went bankrupt at sold at fire sale price slashed when Donald Trump ran the country into the ground evidenced by Molotov Cocktails residue in concert with the sulfuric odor of hand grenades trashed like some sorority or fraternity house left the sanctified righteous West Wing with powder puffs sans canisters of pepper spray, whereby most docile, humble, and liberal took a page from playbook of Pandora, and took an aimless swing at the root cause of melee by hurling objet’s d’art at the pompous trump ping Septuagenarian, whose platoons of goons rent asunder peoples against their king the donnybrook heathen, whose remarks against libertarian rubric that made America great wantonly soup peer egg go whist tickly reviving prejudices declared dead from yesteryear and his attempt to bring back the glory days, when Whistler Blowers getting water boarded and aching deigning to implement dictatorship of the Proletariat as a capital idée fix weaving together, the salient strengths viz founding fathers credo gave licks to King George, and now in an ironic twist and shout of fate through eclectic mix basket of deplorables further shamed by being routed by the New York Nicks sewed jaws, heads of state, and dignitaries with limping bodies spent like derricks Oil used up and no place to go except to keep Alice in Chains and Alice Cooper Company with toys in the attics.