Chaines Of Jean Jacques Rousseau Or Jean-Luc Mélenchon, Or Just Another Lucka Louca Song. Poem by Atef Ayadi

too long trail in a tittle?
bureaucracy of words! !
it is assange prophesy?
any one can scratch
one's head these days,
and fizzles out in tiktop,
or tiktoken the news about the dying biden, and
berny whispering to michelle i can be your third shoe, i mean a dick shaney at old age. this scenario happened in my city in the reverse order and where gender does matter in terms of water, electric,
other bills,
fees, god bless texas,
how to gerrymandering
and cut the damn cheese
while selfying
yourself and
my adorable cats
after walking and non talking to the dogs.
sorry, no birds today and
no kizards, snakes, or big bugs lovers, either.
since i am a plant lovers and ancient
non-ufo's sctructures fun.
i pass the test with a dee all the time.
i allways make to the dees and
eff anything out.
i did also the ups and downs!
the foxing,
cowing, the catting,
the caddling!
and as a bonus trait,
i dream to cross banana republic
to the south
dead or a life?
before being deposed of
or cremated by the system.