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rogues gallery counts trumpeting don as prized ace

rogues gallery counts trumpeting don as prized ace

a limning rush of sinister 
     fiery angry flames bent avast
analogous copse, 
     where every limb bough, bore full 

     roaring furnace hot blast
spewing weighty incendiary volcanic 
     magmatic eruption out classed

Krakatoa, no longer the benchmark, 
     sans most powerful trajectory arc
this latest supernatural phenomena poetic 
     pre sent dent trumpeting not don
     shearing, slamming, 

     and stripping off tree bark
(most definitely paging the innocuous Clark
Kent, where like loess lain 
     during Pleistocene Epoch 
     rendered, manifested dark
kenning shroud likened 

    to world wide webbing em brace
where lava floes easily did 
     (like a poetic souped up Chevy) 
     out to chase innocent prey
smoothing over (akin to mason,
 
     or gigantic glazier) clearly shining deface 
of planet Earth with a smooth glassy like face
though starkly barren, bereft, bilked 
     every last trace of civilization 
     nonetheless exhibiting amazing grace

which global catastrophic event poo tin brake
fast upon ONE haughty, egoistic 
     arrogant Homo Sapiens chief drake
particularly Reich king machine "FAKE"

superman usurping free reign crowning himself 
     totalitarian American tyrant, 
     bare ring his right arms 
emulating gesticulation sans dictatorship 

     of the Proletariat make
pact with credo of Karl, Harpo, 
     Groucho, and Chico Marx, 
     where mortals DID NOT quake
especially empowered youths 
     asper grassroots action they did take.
 

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