Reality New Found Fragile Fatility
Reality New Found Fragile Fatility
Romped on Trump's terrible reality;
We again became a fragile fatality;
Found in street;
Dead on feet;
Of his, we turned into another tally.
Jim Horn
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2018
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