Why is there nobody out there who's tried to cross political pens with Fiorella? Can it be there's no one on the right who can rhyme, set a beat, or count accented syllables?
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Fio doesn't understand why people advertise on pens, but then, she's not the type to be influenced by the name emblazoned on her ballpoint.
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Ah, salmon and fries for dinner--nothing better. Fio is replete.
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Fio's nightly telenovela has been running two hours this past week, which is daunting. Fio can only take so much elevated drama at a time. Por favor, kill off Danilo and Morgana, give Leticia's family a happy ending, and let Ryan and Laura live happily ever after.
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As Fio said back when Flynn got canned, Trump Tower is crumbling, brick by brick. Quite a few bricks have fallen since then, and the pace seems to be accelerating.
Showing posts with label Flynn. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Flynn. Show all posts
Friday, August 4, 2017
Thursday, February 16, 2017
The Wall
Conway, Spicer, Ivanka, Flynn--
What a pickle they are in
So who will be the next to fall
Off President Humpty Dumpty's wall?
What a pickle they are in
So who will be the next to fall
Off President Humpty Dumpty's wall?
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Conway,
Flynn,
Humpty Dumpty,
Ivanka,
poetry,
politics,
rhyme time,
Spicer
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