BLUE MOON CANDY

I look into your eyes.
I know you're crazy.
I know the moon is your friend.
It's a fiend.
No one's angel.
No one's devil.
Just a bad influence.
Chewing on that Blue Moon Candy.
So sweet and treasonous.
Your orange skin is thick with rancor.
It's thin enough to cut.
Ireland defeated you!
Without even firing a shot!
Just the thought of massive Irish protests scared your ego!
You would not
You could not face that!
GOD Bless Ireland!
Your love of merchants of hate defines you!
No moral compass.
You're as lost as Satan!
Did you cut a deal with him?
Eating that Blue Moon Candy
Your legions of followers hang on every word you mumble!
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It's the Gospel according to Donald!
The Ultimate Loser rants about victimization and about losing his history
His culture!
Bull!
Why would wave the flag of America's defeated foes
The Nazis & the Confederacy!
Stop eating Blue Moon Candy!
Its the devil's favorite!