Trump the Terrorist

Now that there is a second act of terrorism committed by Mr. Donald J. Trump with the co-conspirator complying with the conspiracy, Mr. Trump can no longer hide behind the assertion that he meant his words in jest. He has proven himself a traitor to the United States and congress must act in hast to remove him from office.

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Dear Legislator:
With Mr. Trump committing another act of international terrorism as defined under Title 18 U.S. Code § 2331, this time conspiring with Israel to attack two sitting congresswomen, he must be arrested for treason immediately. It is completely intolerable to allow a sitting president to commit such a high-level felony without repercussion. There should be zero tolerance for anyone holding any office of public trust to violate these laws. His crimes dictate his immediate removal from office.

Internation Terrorism

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“Alternative” Lyrics 420

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Vladimir Putin; Russia
Tertiary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Benjamin Netanyahu; Israel
“In the Good Old Summertime” by Various

There’s a time in each year
That we always hold dear,
Good old summer time;
With the birds and the trees-es,
And sweet scented breezes,
Good old summer time,
When your day’s work is over
Then you are in clover,
And life is one beautiful rhyme,
No trouble annoying,
Each one is enjoying,
The good old summer time.

In the good old summer time,
In the good old summer time,
Strolling thro’ the shady lanes
With your baby mine;
You hold her hand and she holds yours,
And that’s a very good sign
That she’s your tootsie wootsie
In the good old summer time.

To swim in the pool,
You’d play “hooky” from school,
Good old summer time;
You’d play “ring-a-rosie”
With Jim, Kate and Josie,
Good old summer time,
Those days full of pleasure
We now fondly treasure,
When we never thought it a crime
To go stealing cherries,
With face brown as berries,
Good old summer time.

In the good old summer time,
In the good old summer time,
Strolling thro’ the shady lanes
With your baby mine;
You hold her hand and she holds yours,
And that’s a very good sign
That she’s your tootsie wootsie
In the good old summer time.

https://youtu.be/JWSiMhEkFVk

“Alternative” Lyrics 419

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party
Auxiliary: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Wives; Mistresses; Porn Stars
“Jumpin’, Jumpin'” by Destiny’s Child

Ladies leave your man at home
The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown
And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends
Cause it’s eleven thirty and the club is jumpin’, jumpin’

Though he say he got a girl
Yeah it’s true you got a man
But the party ain’t gon’ stop
So let’s make it hot, hot

Last weekend you stayed at home alone and lonely
Couldn’t find your man, he was chilling with his homies
This weekend you’re going out
If he try to to stop you, you’re going off
You got your hair done and your nails done too
A new outfit and your Fendi shoes
And when you’re through parlaying at the hottest spot
Tonight you’re gonna find the fellas
Rollin’ in the Lexus, drops and Hummers

Though he say he got a girl
Yeah it’s true you got a man
But the party ain’t gon’ stop
So let’s make it hot, hot

Ladies leave your man at home
The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown
And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends
Cause it’s eleven thirty and the club is jumpin’, jumpin’
Ladies leave your man at home
The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown
And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends
Cause it’s eleven thirty and the club is jumpin’, jumpin’

Though he say he got a girl
Yeah it’s true you got a man
But the party ain’t gon’ stop
So let’s make it hot, hot

Call your boys cause tonight you’re not gonna stay at home
Should tell your girl she ain’t coming tonight you’re going solo
Cut her off cause she talk some noise
You know you got the right to get your party on
So get your haircut and your car washed too
Lookin’ like a star in your Armani suit
You need to look your best cause you’re turnin’ heads tonight
You’re gonna find a sexy chica that’s gonna dance all night if you wanna

Though he say he got a girl
Yeah it’s true you got a man
But the party ain’t gon’ stop
So let’s make it hot, hot

Ladies leave your man at home
The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown
And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends
Cause it’s eleven thirty and the club is jumpin’, jumpin’
Ladies leave your man at home
The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown
And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends
Cause it’s eleven thirty and the club is jumpin’, jumpin’

Sexy women do that dance
Fly ladies work your man
Balling fellas time to clown
We can get down now

Bounce baby, bounce, bo-bounce bounce, bo-bounce, twirk it, twirk it
Shake baby, shake sha-shake shake, work it, work it
Twist baby, twist tw-twist, you better dip that thing
(One more time papis, mamis)

Bounce baby, bounce, bo-bounce bounce, bo-bounce, twirk it, twirk it
Shake baby, shake sha-shake shake, work it, work it
Twist baby, twist tw-twist, you better dip that thing
(Bounce it up and down papis mamis)

Sexy women do that dance
Fly ladies work your man
Balling fellas time to clown
We can get down now

Ladies leave your man at home
The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown
And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends
Cause it’s eleven thirty and the club is jumpin’, jumpin’
Ladies leave your man at home
The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown
And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends
Cause it’s eleven thirty and the club is jumpin’, jumpin’
Ladies leave your man at home
The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown
And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends
Cause it’s eleven thirty and the club is jumpin’, jumpin’
Ladies leave your man at home
The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown
And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends
Cause it’s eleven thirty and the club is jumpin’, jumpin’

I ain’t thinkin’ about my man tonight
Uh huh, I ain’t worried my girl aight
All you ladies leave your man at home
The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown
And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends
Cause it’s eleven thirty and the club is jumpin’, jumpin’
Ladies leave your man at home
The club is full of ballers and their pockets full grown
And all you fellas leave your girl with her friends
Cause it’s eleven thirty and the club is jumpin’, jumpin’
Thou shall say my name

https://youtu.be/Vjw92oUduEM

“Alternative” Lyrics 418

Topic:Donald J. Trump; Republicans; Republican Party; Rape Victims
Auxiliary Topic: Steve King; Rape Victims
“Doo Wop (That Thing)” by Lauryn Hill

[Chorus]
Girls you know you’d better, watch out (Watch out!)
Some guys, some guys are only about (About!)
That thing, that thing, that thing! (Thing!)

That thing, that thing, that thing! (Thing!)

Throw your hands in the air!
Admit two shots in the atmosphere!

It’s been three weeks since you were looking for your friend
The one you let hit it and never called you again
Remember when he told you he was about the Benjamin’s?
You act like you ain’t here him, but gave him a little trim
To begin, how you think you’re really going to pretend
Like you wasn’t down and you called him again?
Plus when, you give it up so easy you ain’t even foolin’ him
If you did it then, then you’d probably do it again
Talking out your neck, saying you’re a Christian
A Muslim, sleeping with the Gin
Now that was the sin that did Jezebel in
Who’re you going to tell when the repercussions spin?
Showing off your ass because your thinking it’s a trend
Girlfriend, let me break it down for you again!
You know I only say it because I’m truly genuine
Don’t be a hard rock, when you really are a gem
Baby girl! Respect is just the minimum
Nigga’s creepin’ and you still defending him
Now, Lauryn is only human
Don’t think I haven’t been through the same predicament
Let it sit inside your head like a million women in Philly been
It’s silly when girls sell their souls because it’s in
Look at what you be in, hair weaves like Europeans
Fake nails up out Koreans

Come again
Yo! A-When when come again! (Yeah-Yeah!)
When when come again! (Yeah-Yeah!)
My friend come again! (Yeah-Yeah!)

[Chorus]

The second verse is dedicated to the men
More concerned with his rims and his Tim’s than his women
Him and his men, come in the club like hooligans
Don’t care who they offend
Popping game (Like you got yen!)
Let’s stop pretend, the ones that pissed out by they waste men
Crystal by the case men, still living in his Mother’s basement
The pretty face men claiming that they be the “big men.”
Need to take care of their three and four kids
But they face a court case when the child supports late
Money taking and heart breaking
Now you wonder why women hate men
The sleepy silent men
The punk domestic violence men
Quick to shoot the scene, stop acting like boys and be men!
How you gonna win, when you ain’t right within?!
How you gonna win, when you ain’t right within?!
How you gonna win, when you ain’t right within?!
Unh-Unhh Come Again!
Bro-Straight come again!
Sit straight come again!

Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out
Watch out, watch out
Look out, look out

[Chorus: x2]

https://youtu.be/T6QKqFPRZSA

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