Millie Drains the Deplorable Dregs

Donald our axe-head is now tightly bound with us in a shared sacred duty,
projecting his keen edge from the national bundle.
Let us, together, grow tired of winning until all worthless cancerous cells
are excised, neutralized and disposed of.
All that is not full of the Will to Greatness must perish
before the coming orange storm.
Clad in the shining raiment of victory
let us serve with American fervor our new leader.
Women, mothers and nurturers of the mystic rebirth
are welcome in Trump’s new nation.

Sweep away the cobwebs of the old weakness, hail the conquering hero,
he who fearlessly bears the fasces into the global courtroom
as judge, jury, and executioner.
Let the cities and nations of unbelief tremble and plead for mercy.
Poems shall be composed as bridges are built, spanning years.
Stanzas shall spontaneously fall into place
and march with military precision.
Every capital line shall converge upon our captain:

Hail the crown of Donald T.
Hail the mighty orange flame
Hail the age’s consummation
(Voters have themselves to blame)

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TRUMP shall smash the global Hydra
TRUMP shall avenge our national shame
TRUMP shall restore our families’ honor
CONQUER (in his deplorable name) !

Captain TRUMP, the cord that binds
TRUMP the axe-head and the judge
Leader DONALD, light that blinds
Our final King: let none begrudge

 

SHOUT-OUT to Uncle Joe Biden

And all the useless R.I.N.O.s

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Revelation thru Agitation

HO HO, HEY HEY —
Donald Trump has GOT to STAY !

WHY ?
Because he is the only true poet and humble philosopher-king we have.

Deliver me from mine enemies, O my God:
defend me from them that rise up against me.
Deliver me from the workers of iniquity,
and save me from bloody men.
For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul:
the mighty are gathered against me;
not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Lord.
They run and prepare themselves without my fault:
awake to help me, and behold.
Thou therefore, O Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel,
awake to visit all the heathen:
be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah.
They return at evening:
they make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.
Behold, they belch out with their mouth: swords are in their lips:
for who, say they, doth hear?
But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them;
thou shalt have all the heathen in derision.
Because of his strength will I wait upon thee:
for God is my defence.
The God of my mercy shall prevent me:
God shall let me see my desire upon mine enemies.
Slay them not, lest my people forget:
scatter them by thy power; and bring them down, O Lord our shield.
For the sin of their mouth and the words of their lips
let them even be taken in their pride:
and for cursing and lying which they speak.
Consume them in wrath, consume them, that they may not be:
and let them know that God ruleth in Jacob unto the ends of the earth.  Selah.
And at evening let them return;
and let them make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.
Let them wander up and down for meat,
and grudge if they be not satisfied.
But I will sing of thy power;
yea, I will sing aloud of thy mercy in the morning:
for thou hast been my defence and refuge in the day of my trouble.
Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing:
for God is my defence, and the God of my mercy.

Psalm 59 (KJV)