Collapse

The end of everything might’ve begun the day somebody told Donald Trump that he

Could be anything, even President, if he told enough lies and threw the right people

Under the right bus at the right time. He cowed his Republican opponents, one by bitter one.

Now, a tombstone engraved “R.I.P., G.O.P.” rises plaintively from a grave between 

Reason and insanity; a silent symbol of the demise of the once proud party of Lincoln.

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

7 thoughts on “Collapse”

  1. I cannot believe that Donald Trump is still doing so well. The man almost literally cannot open his mouth without lying, saying something stupid or needlessly insulting somebody. He quite often manages all three at the same time.

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