This Poem Is, Like, Inspiring

“I need a butt-shine
Right now
Your are holy,
Oh, sacred cow
I thirst for you,
Provide Milk

Buff my balls,
Love the Cow,
Good fortune for those that do.
Love me, breathe my feet,
The Cow has risen.
Wax my ass,
Scrub my balls
The Cow has risen,
Provide Milk.”

Robert “Fake Mexican Beto” O’Rourke

I suggest standing on a restaurant counter and waving your arms around wildly while reciting this magnificent piece of American poetry.

The “punto” (I can do fake Mexican as well) is that this is what is echoing inside of the empty head of the Dimbulbcrat great white hope for president.  The Fake Mexican is “Jesus Christ Superstar” according to MSNBC.

First a Fake Indian, now a Fake Mexican.  The 2020 election is going to be entertaining.

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