Testo di Truth Social

Late last night, I was sitting there wondering About the heming in the hawing And the lightning and thunder And I'd only ever seen it in screenshots of the Old man going postal So I made an account On truth social I saw AI tits and tantrums and fits I got a digital hit of Ivermectin I saw a meme of the king in the arms of Jesus I'll admit it was a strange direction All caps, no breaks, and some real hot takes And they really only like the whites It was a Christ is king, I got a big dingling We're going to blow you up with all our might Misinterpreted verses in cursive Dispersed upon memes made an MS paint It was a Mitchellin It was a gourmet blend of cornucopia of Christian hate Now I don't need more proof I can't handle the truth I got all that I need from my toes to my tooth I've been to X and I've been the threads This was a cyber senior care of empty threats If your first 50 years is spent without a computer Then the internet's going to melt your brain, my duder Make a bargain and let me save you from the peril You get off of the truth I'll take you out to Cracker Barrel