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Bare Grudge and not Fudge or Budge

will not give a budge she always will bare a grudge never liked my fudge a slap in my face no freedom or any trace was their style and grace Combat at the Capitol sure to transpire Trump liked being a liar he does desire how can we forget things happened we will regret standard start to set made analogy regarding psychology need an apology saw Trump swing in swamp which is where he liked to romp and do Bristol Stomp deal consummating we must be vaccinating so should stop waiting began to bereave after that did always grieve when loved one would leave on long trail have trod when I finally found God near beach on Cape Cod on the way to grave for me vaccination save then I will behave

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