Dear, Donald J. Trump, mr president

Sir,

You give the number 3 (M) a bad W.R.A.P.

Wrap it up!

Wrap it up!

If, in the near or far future a democratic Executive office holder did a FRACTION, a minutia, an inky–pinky–finger of “a–yet–to–be born child*” of the whole enchilada of banana republic trespasses that you have been getting away with, with the Sort of fuero” that not even a Mexican president has, the Republicans should remember how they failed to uphold their duty to the Constitution during the past couple of Dog Years/Human days. you son–of–a–Bitch.

* Quote coined by the Reverend Al Sharpton

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