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Someone who’ll NEVER be BACK in “THE NEW YORK GROOVE”!Hey, Dotard! — WELCOME BACK to NY! Donald Trump misses New York. Why, he misses NY much like the tiny children he put into cages miss their parents when they’re not busy crying hysterically and shaking (and experiencing the exciting U.S. Government-sanctioned program of giving small children and babies PTSD, in order to gauge the happiness of white supremacists). Oh, Donald, I know you’re upset. All of us want to feel like we’re “home” at one time or another. So let me offer these tender words of consolation. Waaa. Waaaa. Someone call a WAA-mbulance! Waaa. Okay, now that that’s out of the way, here’s why you’ll NEVER be able to live here in NY again. I don’t know that they’ll necessarily place you into a federal prison or lunatic asylum specifically in New York. — I’m not sure how that works but I know you can’t really choose your location, per se. New Yorkers. See, we used to tolerate you. You were part of the city — like Pizza Rat ©, the giant rat who steals entire slices of pizza from lucky passengers on the subway. Disgusting, but part of the landscape. Now… things are DIFFERENT. You know what’s nice? — Sitting in your building without hearing me, specifically, with a bullhorn, singing “Donald Trump eats ass! Ass is what he eats. When he’s not eating ass- he sits around and tweets!”to the tune of “Blue Suede Shoes”. All day. Every day. When they arrest me, another will take my place. I’ll leave a songbook to be passed around. A crowd-sourced warehouse of bullhorns. A revolving door of all-day mocking. EVERY day. EVERY TIME YOU LEAVE TRUMP TOWER you will be booed. You will hear all about how much you suck, how your ‘junk’ looks like TOAD from Mario Brothers. How you suck ass and blow Russia. See Donald, as you’re JUST starting to learn… LOVE is FLEETING. Remember when Pulp Fiction came out and America fell in love with John Travolta? Then Travolta decided to star in a bunch of movies that sucked a giant bag of suck and then we went all back to mocking him. His latest ‘movie’ “Gotti” made sixteen dollars on its opening weekend. On a lark, I just bought the distribution rights by swapping it with the producers for a stick of gum. SO- Love is here this moment and gone the next. A flame extinguished. Hence the concept of love. HATE, on the other hand, is a fire that burns forever. A flame eternal. The teachers who voted for you — were repaid by being subjected to Betsy DeVos. — For clarity, here’s a list of people who don’t want to see Betsy DeVos hurled into a giant, active, volcano: Betsy DeVos. The Veterans who voted for you — now know their sacrifice and bravery isn’t worth you going out into the rain (with an umbrella, that you have no idea how to close). -This ties into why you only “like soldiers who DON’T get captured”. This was your whimsical response to John McCain being kept in a cage and tortured for five years. -This ties into you fighting with, and disparaging, the Gold Star parents of one soldier who lost his life fighting for our country, and the widow of another soldier, Sgt. La David Johnson, who was killed in Niger. -This ties in with your attempts to place (professional alcohol-taster and stunt driver) Dr. Ronny Jackson as head of the VA, moments after Jackson drunkenly prescribed Xanax to a goat. The farmers who voted for you — watch their crops die on the vines and in the fields, due to your lunacy and incompetence. See, all those people who USED to LOVE you, now HATE you. And I’ve ALWAYS hated you. Because I was always a New Yorker. Which brings us to the now. Do you REALLY think you can go back to your old life — when every time we close our eyes we see the faces of the small children you put into cages, screaming hysterically for their parents? Their own tiny hands torn viciously from the hands of their weeping mothers? Do you REALLY think you can go back to your old life — when we know you gifted 1/6th of the entire U.S. economy to the 700 richest families in America? Untold billions going to the top .05% — like a Reverse-Robin-Hood who steals from the poor and gives to the unimaginably rich? Do you REALLY think you can go back to your old life — when we see the after images of Heather Heyer murdered in the street by tiki-torch-carrying-Nazi-idiot-f**k-heads, who you then called “VERY FINE PEOPLE”!?! Well, Donald, you amazingly idiotic dotard, guess what. You CAN’T. Secret Service will always protect you because that’s their job. But they can’t protect you from HEARING US. They can’t protect you from SEEING US. Every day, every hour, until your droopy, disgusting, hate-filled, idiotic, body finally sheds its mortal coil, and the sewage you call your soul travels off on its merry way to hell for all of eternity. Until that moment your life will BE hell, on Earth, Here in New York. There will NEVER be a moment where you can go outside and not be verbally assaulted. Reminded of how much you’re hated and despised. So, feel free to come back. Me and my fellow New Yorkers are all here waiting for you to return to what was once your idyllic life. And we’re all counting the moments until we can show you why your life will never, EVER, be idyllic again. Trump- very accurately describes the size of objects that he likes to have inserted up into his own ass. Written by Steven W. Rouach FUN FACT: Every time you give a round of applause at bottom of the page of one of my stories, I literally leap up and take a bow. True story. If You Follow Me, I Will Lead You Into Nonsense. 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