Dear Lerd fergive me for my type diabetic hallucination of home fried erotic lust.
I once again met Trump at a rally backstage in a dream.
He called me a dumb hillbilly red neck. And taunted me fer hours.
I noticed he popped a lil' blue pill like a I do. Washing it down it down with $1300.00 a bottle Scotch.
Lerd forgive me. Fer' he said you fat red neck. I seen Deliverance. I know what your kind does.
Then he slammed me off my scooter. And did went where no man has gone before. Saying I get you first. Squeal like a pig boy. Pumped in the rump by Trump. Fergive me Lerd.
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