Let him fuck porn stars.
It means less groping on us.
So it's a win-win.
She's all over him,
Like he's a cheddar biscuit,
And she's the gravy.
We bomb Syria,
No more refugee crisis.
Problem solved. Bigly.
My biggest secret?
I colluded with Russian,
and fucked a canned ham.
I'm filling stockings!
With shitty tax cuts and coal!
At least it's clean coal.
Sometimes I pretend,
I'm Jacqueline Kennedy.
She's lucky. She's dead.
To no one's surprise,
Judge Roy Moore rode into town,
On a four year old.
I wish I could say,
"You're too pretty for prison."
But you're a hot mess.
This is just perfect.
Cold, white, dead on the inside,
Just like my marriage.
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Remember in IT,
When the scary clown killed kids?
Was he beating off?
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