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Anti Establishmentarian hashtags himself as antithetical

Anti Establishmentarian - hashtags himself as antithetical The following poem crafted not quite thirty months ago, when severe bad hair day found yours truly self sequestered toying with notion to coif, primp, and tease, his limp locks, (whose hirsute trademark noncompliant) donned, heaped, lacquered, and puffed daddy up swiftly tailored, and the harried style analogous to infamous forty fifth president. I stand, (albeit figuratively) athwart current mainstream popular opinions concluded (i.e. swirling) within metaphorical eddies storied Senate high court case in point constituting acquittal regarding good and plenti jinxed high crimes and misdemeanors purportedly linkedin quid pro quo then president Donald John Trump, whereby Republican partisan tipping point ultimately decreed triumph able, eager, ready, and willing to escort kickstarting naysayers, rebel rousers, and woebegone yawping zealots (think Democrats) courtesy, a fictional humanoid robot christened Gort first debut appearance in 1951 20th Century Fox American science fiction film The Day the Earth Stood Still. Smug mugshot depicts victorious commander in chief with jutting jaw can now figuratively wring his hands (more resembling puffed wheat bear paw) whereat he reveals sharp glistening barbed freighted, galvanized pointed claw daring any elected official to follow scofflaw (think Nancy Pelosi, who got hustled off - her role as speaker of the House security details immediately did withdraw faster than greased lightning, and/or Quick Draw Mcgraw after she ripped Trump’s State of the Union speech), she definitely decreed guilty of fas paux undoubtedly wincing how she got raw end concerning high stakes Art of the Deal. Drama under domed capital suddenly (hello kitty) meow my tectonically shifted analogous to hydrogen bomb that fell out of sky starring loose cannon shot supremely above United States government law, oh my dog I wanna die versus enduring four more years, one garden variety generic guy who doth agonizingly decry what will become of truth tellers forced to lie thru their teeth... er (yours truly) dentures, whereby that will pose no deterrent for bluetooth to spy every painstaking action cumulative data nowhere off limits, yupper even becoming American as apple pie plus embedded into skein of ordinary house fly, thus essentially fomenting grassroots freedom fighting militia to stave off doom... analogous as one after another protesters dangle over the River Kwai.

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