Now a poem concerning Jezebel

Though she was a “Woman in Charge”, she became crap of the dogs but the hands and feet that remained, found a new home abroad. Across ocean and sea till they found their new home, in the Senate 2001, they finally rested under the dome. The year was 1947 soon after the war a time of rejoicing, maybe buy me a car. So cute and adorable in her new form but the evil within was of old and with blood well adorned. The murderous spirit rested neither night nor day from it’s millions of dead babies and Vince Foster, who stood in her way. She sought to be commander and chief her primary goal from of old, so to destroy even more than the scriptures have told. They say history repeats and as a student thereof I must say, perhaps this time in our own blood at the end of the day.

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