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Your crooked lies

Are masked behind deceitful eyes.

Blue as the the sunlight sky

Yellow as a cowardice.



Dear Mister, I don't know you.

Frankly, I believe I never did.

With every word dripped hypocrisy,

Compulsive liar and your sociopath tendencies

Are a mystery to me..



What don't you just flee the country?

Mexico is an option,

Quite hotter there than your "Sunset State"  

Twice convicted Felon,

There goes "Plan B = Canada"



Is this the Hell you're in?

It's a pity to see-

The Mister I don't know

Daily, in her angelic visage.



My satisfaction grows, daily,

As does my forever little baby.

I have outwitted, you,

my opponent, Dearest Mister.



Agony in an absence of closure.

You'll never get any exposure.

To the brightest ray of sunshine,

Illuminating my Sky.