Hillary's Host Of Horrors...
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Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr
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She has her reasons, and more than not-
she barks them out on strings of lies
vitriolicly, without a single bat-
of an eyelash, as she sews her WEB
of secrets for special friends,
in subjugation- to her special interests,
and her collection-
of lives she could have touched
had she not turned her back,
to cover her own-
while four Americans lost their lives
so her job and hubris not be compromised;
and my guess is she sleeps quite well at night,
in Dior sheets and blankets warmly tucked
so her ice-water veins will not freeze,
for tomorrows just another day in space,
and after all, what difference did it make
who died...the dead count stays the same.
A Virago, elitist blow of arrogance,
in her own world comprised of rules and rights
ostensibly void of conscience, truth and heart;
such a sad example for our young daughters,
to be influenced, inspired by such crass.
And success by deception be her mantra,
until the day her Server is her Rubicon
crossing o'er... dirty white water,
on a ship likened to Titanic,
'til she be known...
as a paragon for malignance.
FjR-MMXVI
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