Obama-nazation

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Gifts, gifts is what the looser of the 2012 presidential election said about president Barrack Obama winning a second term as 2012 president of the United States.

To intellectually, concede,

To pontifically miscalculate,

To cerebral-le misconstrue the defecate misgivings of contorted agendas not in any interests of the public are the parties that lost the 2012 presidential election,

To non-proliferate the endeavor-meant of progressive & relative moral empowerment,

To insist to dismiss the good of and the needs of the many and disguise & connive for A-moral aspirations of a few,

To predicate the personification of the opulence of immoral vocal sorted predilections of obvious misdirection of subliminal disguises,

To eviscerate and insinuate with always-evil, hidden agendas of the publicly scorned denied,

To manifest with predicted fear deficits of the woven, maniacal, mongrels fall,

Even as mass clusters of credence attempt to give rise & willingness to us all,

Degenerative impressions of the rest of them, trifle, hostile, and Gaul,

As continuations of the next four years of sniping, hissing & stall,

Remembering that it was, we the people, whom clarified the main judgement calls,

And as predicted behaviors of the boozers of the losers to magnify their general & shameful discontent,

Many renditions of their overall morbid intentions are subliminally & overtly are implied,

As change gives rise to range of aspiration-al intent.

Relative climate & forecast is as it should be.

For it is the artifices of seemingly uncertain avenues ahead, as implied course objectives soar,

As warnings of groaning are the losers whom are sitting & grouping by the proverbial door.

If there is any conjecture of placement be denied,

Make no mistake upon designation, as you have now been;

Omama-nized

Metaphorically speaking;
How beastly are the Bushwazee, especially the male of the species.
If only they could be kicked over like toadstools & sucked back in the soil from which they came.

Written By
Everett C Borders Jr. Ph.D.

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tazz317tazz317over 11 years ago
NO MATTER THE BEFORE, DURING OR AFTER

whatever it was it is. TK U MLJ LV NV

AnonymousAnonymousover 11 years ago
WHAT CHANGE?

Dirty politics as always same dirt, different faces is what it is...between Benghazi lies and hiding, Hiding unemployment and foodstamp figures. 18,000 out of work at twinkies, Big Bird pediphile games, the 2 Generals all set to testify.....the list is longer and growing AND it all comes after the election. Dirt is dirt is dirt is dirt! Same dirt the only change is the faces lying about it.

HarryHillHarryHillover 11 years ago
You left out

Ostrich sized... 5ed without further comment

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