In our thoughts, in our hearts, always ❤️
“A Cross Tic”
A fraction of a whole mind.
No moral compass.
Angling for infamy.
A matter of degree.
One hundred eighty degrees from normal.
A complete circle constitutes a revolution.
“For The Record”
Guileless, gutless half-wit.
Wandering through a landscape of delusions.
A weak fiction.
Epitome of dying death grasping at regret.
Your father should have had the decency to pull out.
“Monkey See, Monkey Doo”
A man lies outright.
His supporters believe him.
Oh say, can’t you see?