If All Things Were Elephants

Heaven would crash on earth,
earth would crash into hell,
and hell would crash on Satan.

Satan would rot and transform into fertilizer for growing humans,
and humans would turn into preachers.

The preachers would turn into politicians,
and the politicians would try to fool God.

God would be an unclimbable mountain,
and the mountain would be hell. 

Hell would be the president of the world,
and that world is Donald Trump.

Donald Trump would be a pink toilet,
and the pink toilet would be the White House of America.

The White House of America would be Nigeria,
and Nigeria would be a glorified shithole.

The shithole would be the president of Nigeria,
and Nigeria would be a Nigga from Niger.

Niger would  be a deep sea without fish but contaminated water,
and the water would change into crud oil.

The crud oil would be used by God to cleanse the madness of the world.

…and that world is our **** whole world;
a word blessed with too many joys, wars and whores.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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