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12/09/18: The Worst Thing Is, They Stole One of My Sharpies to Write This

December 9, 2018 iambanapestanonymity, canned frosting, cries for help, graffiti, grasping, le mot juiced, limerick, poetry, the anthropomorphized satchel, the West Wing, Trump, turds, what it costsLeave a comment

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The Shared Etiology of Trumpism and Mad Cow Disease

December 8, 2018 iambanapestdreams, farmers, limerick, love is a many-spendered thing, miners, minions roasting on a dumpster fire, poetry, pyramid scheme, the poorly educated, the shared etiology of Trumpism and prion disease, TrumpLeave a comment

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12/07/18: Just Call Me Donald Apollo, Lord of Deep-Fried Sustenance

December 7, 2018December 7, 2018 iambanapestfug, immanence, limerick, mob boss, nude viewing, personal fragrance, poetry, shrug, slug, there are countless degrees and types of sheen, TrumpLeave a comment

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12/06/18: Let Me Just Stand Here All Day and Be Glorious

December 6, 2018 iambanapestTrump, limerick, poetry, nobility, whiteness, pigeons, Confederate heros, Confederate statues, thigh lichen, dead eyesLeave a comment

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12/05/18: I Can Hardly Be Expected to Get Through a Whole State Funeral Without Snacking

December 5, 2018 iambanapestabsentee, assigning meaning to things, coffin, funeral, gall as a funeral snack food, George H.W. Bush, limerick, mortality's chattering teeth, obsequies, poetry, TrumpLeave a comment

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12/04/18: I Love My MAGA Freaks as Long as I Never Have to Interact With Them

December 4, 2018December 4, 2018 iambanapestTrump, limerick, #MAGA, poetry, hound dogs, nightmare, spittoon, phlegm, this property is condemned, spit-roasted raccoon, heirloom, Okefenokee SwampLeave a comment

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12/03/18: Adventures in Pants-Fastening, or Get Your Own Chicken, Bob Mueller

December 3, 2018 iambanapestTrump, limerick, poetry, Bob Mueller, KFC, The Colonel, extra-crispy, adventures in pant-fastening, breathing, seethingLeave a comment

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