Sunday, August 08, 2021

#591. Michael Parson

What more can be said about Missouri Governor Michael Parson that hasn't already been said?  Well, perhaps a unified, closing description is in order.  Asshole.

 

Parson gets formally acquainted with the Orange Prolapse.


 

Michael Parson
sonofsaf

Coup d’etats are so wild
Coup d’états what you’ve got
I am your Governor Michael Parson
Critical race will fuck you
And you won’t thrive
Gonna lie now
I know the voters mind you

Stop the steal, the big lie
Stop and feel, in denial
I wanna lick Donald’s bulging prolapse
And all those that follow
Not gonna learn
Learn to take a bow
Bust the hymen to fuck you

Coup d’états are just so wild
Coup d’états just what you’ve got
Bitch Teresa is my wife
And I won’t muff dive

Learn, learn, learn
Learn I’m Michael Parson clown
Learn, learn, learn
Learn I’m Michael Parson syndrome down

Stop the steal you will die
Spill the blood
Will you try
I am your Governor Michael Parson
Critical race will fuck you
And you won’t thrive
Gonna lie now
I know the voters don’t mind you

Coup d’états are just so wild
Coup d’états just what you’ve got
Bitch Teresa is my wife
And I won’t muff dive
Learn, learn, learn
Learn I’m Michael Parson clown
Learn, learn, learn
Learn I’m Michael Parson syndrome down


Wicked Garden
Stone Temple Pilots

Can you see like a child?
Can you see what I want?
I wanna run through your wicked garden
Heard that's the place to find you
'Cause I'm alive
So alive now
I know the darkness blinds you

Can you see without eyes?
Can you speak without lies?
I wanna drink from your naked fountain
I can drown your sorrows
I'm gonna burn
Burn you to life now
Out of the chains that bind you

Can you see just like a child?
Can you see just what I want?
Can I bring you back to life?
Are you still alive?

Burn, burn, burn
Burn your wicked garden down
Burn, burn, burn
Burn your wicked garden to the ground

Can you feel pain inside?
Can you love?
Can you cry?
I wanna run through your wicked garden
Heard that's the place to find you
But I'm alive
So alive now
I know the darkness blinds you

Can you see just like a child?
Can you see just what I want?
Can I bring you back to life?
Are you still alive?
Burn, burn, burn
Burn your wicked garden down
Burn, burn, burn
Burn your wicked garden to the ground



Stone Temple Pilots:

5-29-00, Post-Gazette Pavilion, Burgettstown, PA (X-Fest)

Dunkle and I helped torch several piles of lawn chairs and then danced around the flaming stacks like wild Injuns.

Please do not share this material with Governor Michael Parson (R-MO).


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