Fall From Mar-a-LagoA Poem by PeteAfter the first blush of sin comes its indifference. - Thoreau![]() God: "Who told you you were naked?" Adam: "We don't know. He sat on a throne. Had a bird's nest atop his head. Said he would make the garden great again. I think his name rhymed with dump ..." © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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