Where Rapscallions Dare To Tread

The Chosen One On hearing a speech in August 2020 Your prompting script will be enough None will dare to call your bluff So decorate your image with pretence Disguise each lie your sordid mind invents No half measures as you misinform And make deception now the ugly norm Then praise all innocents as ifContinue reading “Where Rapscallions Dare To Tread”