Social Security Electronic Deposit

Social Security Electronic Deposit ruff lee = A Dog Send! Node out if Trump pad hiz way... this scrivener would batten down in skidrow with the missus, the latter who would veto such misery, none the less, she would most likely experience a sense of helplessness too, which poetic title just came to mum mind, cuz panic stricken thoughts rue asper what if that figurative wellspring of government small largesse (electronically deposited beginning of each month) dried up sue sink lee forcing me out onto the brutally cold bleak domain queue wing up to the next available steaming manhole sink or mebbe best firm me tug hoe to Peru walking all the way there (devoid of money, would disallow choice to drive or access public transit), ooh such hardship would constitute an offal spell, which more likely, would find me dead aah with new more hardship, (yea of corpse this chap joking, but gallows hue more about cease sing to exists), but forced at the mercy of teenage mew ninja turtles, or worse...stuck in rat infested hole in wall smelling like a loo hmm...juiced perhaps rapping on the door of a Synagogue, could allow admittance for this enthusiastic, basic atheistic Unitarian, though of Jew whoosh heritage, though aye knew nary a whit aboot Semitic culture, I maze well high tail north in search for cold storage in an igloo calling out across the miles of frozen tundra "YOU HOO...LUCY?...DESI?... ...ANY BODY HOME?" when of course irritable bowel syndrome kicks in putting cramp on me glue tee us maximus. finding yours truly to ejaculate a stronger expletive than "FOO," which utterance does absolutely nothing to remedy, thus... imagine this poet stranded in the middle of nowhere with mush aboot doo doo on my mind, and/or same in his pants!