Donald swallowed the dollar. Its lush potency and scheme prevented all resistance. The power of its bullion, the scale of its dream, the rubbed tinctures of futurity to Donald’s outermost brain.
Donald ate the numbers in the beautiful gorgeous trunk. Within warranted no escape, the serpentine elegance of his heart tippled the gasping ours. This rock he carries sits heartened where it should. Each dollar of dollars informs words and leering. Justice is what children lose.
Donald ate the latitude and longitude specifying benchmark proof of best vis-à-vis dollar for dollar. All emblems and children shadows agree. The playfield carries a vibe. Come celebrate the meaning of all lesser function as Donald’s gold embolden guest and top of the world.
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