The Walrus and the QAnon
Believer hit
the road.
And, while
they do, they style their coup.
(They speak
in secret code.)
Their place
de plot…? Which chamber pot
holds dumps in Drumpf’s commode...?
Drat them Sprats! Take that , you Sprats! The groom's call'd Mar-a-lago Fats. His bride's too slim -- so-o-o-o unlike him. T...
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