Sans Sixth Psychic Non Sense

Sans Sixth (psychic) non Sense... Posing As Dystopian Rant This prognosticator doth predict potential based at current rate sinister debacle that will instantaneously annihilate, which alarming (ohm my dog) turbulent endemic chaotic spate within human race poised to strike doom and generate shock tummy once amp pull goldenlocks, now revealing a shiny baldpate erratic behavior attendant prescient intimations presage apocalyptic fate while current commander in chief didst unwittingly generate, and sow the seeds of anarchy sparking global conflagration that will create instantaneous prime evil total mortal kombat, cuz "FAKE" mandate issued, when Trump went ballistic loose sing rockets red glare, when pressing hot button to demonstrate thermonuclear supremacy, sans 3D printable bomb (albeit a moot point), would render superfluous need way to late to draft intestate last (or perchance first, second, third...) will and testament, tete a tete perhaps minuscule (nee infinitesimal) ordnance out of date turns out a Department of Defense dud eh, no surprise as aye narrate finding Don tremendously irate (blaming "crooked Hillary," democrats, spongebobsquarepants,...yours truly...) the list goes on, thus no need to iterate, thus a sudden religious fervor gripped the wide webbed world attributing why weapons did not actuate, which found pontiff in high demand in an attempt to accommodate frenzied zeal attributing aborted blitzkrieg to divine intervention with bajillion talking heads airing where to dedicate material trappings to indigent, great full not dead, plus those petty criminals rightly or wrongly, the strong arm of lanced law did incarcerate bowed down on daily and nightly basis exploding huzzahs every human did ejaculate "not prematurely," where all walks of life integrate, a spontaneous international utopian revelation awoke with linkedin diversity to promulgate protecting the planet took precedence yea right Matthew Scott - dear mate only in the context of this poem I did create.