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Trumpvision

Trumpvision

Your all getting locked up in 1943, Trumps alien squad are rising from the sea.Β 

He is not building walls to keep out the migrant men, his walls are there to keep you in.Β 

America for the slaughter is his goal and all he wants is your soul.Β 

You can fight all you want, your weapons are primitive compared to his, he holds power like you've never seen, even Hitler would be green.Β 

So with gaping mouths and lifeless eyes you shall march forth to your demise for razor wire blades and acid pit falls will ensure your stay behind Trumps Auschwitz walls.Β 

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Alexis Krysyna

Cheers, Gerard;
=> Now I get what you mean we got there from my home Our Final Frontier, now I understand perfectly what you meant. Chuckle!
I really enjoyed reading your writing as it does make total sense to me.
Alx

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Nine Eleven

Just fiction Cherie, the idea stems from conspiracy theory's and I suppose trump and America are easy targets, American politics have been dominating the news, even here in Ireland, all I hear about is trump. Maybe I should stop watching the news and turn off the conspiracy theorys. Thanks for reading, take it easy.Β 

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Anne Francis

mmmmmmmmFood for thought-how not to get eaten!Β  Some things he says and does are quite frightening and upset lots of people - power can be an evil thing.
Very well written. Β 

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