Everyone Can Smell Our Commander-In-Chief’s Stench

His special sauce isn’t so special.
He only has that mugshot face.
Putin knows he will flinch.

Let’s get something straight. Donald is a crooked shooter.
Doesn’t know his asshole from his elbow and vice versa.
Dementia may save him from meeting the Grim Reaper face-to-face.

His 20-point plan for Gaza more rancid produce in an area that desperately
needs serious actors, not clowns and dog soldiers.
He is making a mockery of everything we hold sacred and dear.
His cruelty is on another level as he continues throwing rocks at babies.

Malignant narcissists crash your dreams with their black cloud psyches.
A cigar is a cigar until it’s a gun and shoots and kills another congregation deep
in prayer.
Terrorism is homegrown as our leaders cower and capitulate to the highest
bidders. The bottom line is drenched in greed and gore.

Our president reeks of an unhappy meal that grimaces and is squeamish to the
touch.
He only knows cruelty because he’s hated himself from the day he was cut out of
the womb like a cancerous tumor.
Pandering to him only lasts as long as you can hold your breath and exit his gas
chamber.