Trump, sorry I´m drunk.
You saw the picture?
It was a mixture:
Of simple clothes,
The other person upstairs will get(and I have no clue thank GOD) something and pull them to them up,
And she owns it? My great pieces of clothes I put up for the shine to sun?
So it seems there is no nun
Humans are born to be devises, like it or not, human nature. Nothing new to you nor me,
But once in a while a smack to be.
Sorry for people that think Trump is Hitler, I have my own brain (one neuron) and can see his
bullshit and most of the bullshit turns into nice reality.
That is humans gravity.
Fucking put the whole shit into a poem and short. I should get a medal.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.