Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... Song of Songs.
Song of Songs, idiots on Patrol, JU-JU Men in 12 Packs burning OLD WIVES TALES that once were Wisdom till VATICANO-INQUISITION issued EDICTS for their Wisdom-EXTERMINATION
....We got AUSHWITZ, BELSEN, REGENSwhossit. Bunch of Korals in Austrailia, Canada, New Zealand, pretty much everywhere the EURO-White-BOY has gone.
What patch of LAND CONQUORED, not soiled in Native BLOOD. This SAD Song of Songs!
Song of Songs.
Louis. U need 5 Bucks!
Himmie. No! U need 10!
Louis. Gimmie a break. The Interest will kill me!
Louis. So! Go see Moe!
Song of Songs. Its in the Old Book.
Handsome George..... Master Smith! I want to marry Miss Robin. Blonde. Fair. Medium height. 180 llbs, good breeding stock, Infact, your DAUGHTER!
Master Smith..... Get long with U, young GEORGE. I-ll save her for ANOTHER.
And just like the Song an AXE swings. Body in the WELL. Nuptials took place the following Parish Sunday. Father of the Bride conspicuously absent.
Song of Songs. Its in the Old Book.
President, Prime Minister, Chairman-dude, adored, saluted, RESPECTED, walking proudly into the SENATE. Votes assured, PUBLIC ADORATION.... Maybe he was wearing the wrong COLOUR tie or Toga as 29 Dagger-Votes re-arranged his Sartorial Elegance.
Song of Songs. Its IN the Old Book!
AND FIE AND FIFE and FOE and THUMB....I smell the Devil and ALL thats Yet to come and a CURSE to curdle the blood in the veins of MEN who SPLAY a WOMAN-S divinity as the IDES of March bring retribution. A SONG of Songs. Beware the MAN who looks into his own Hellish Eternity!!!
c.2020.ides of march. davedelacroix.
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