Twas the night b4 Christmas.(at the c.c.) by Donald Marshall
Aug 12, 2014 16:00:47 GMT -5
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Post by celine on Aug 12, 2014 16:00:47 GMT -5
Michael Marullo
I wanted to repost this from December 23, 2012. Donnie wrote this, I'm re-posting it because it's stunning in it's ability to tell what's happening at the CC:
Donald Marshall
December 23, 2012
WAS TWO NIGHTS BEFORE CHRISTMAS and all through the zone.
Some Vrill lizards had gathered with a whle bunch of clones.
Prince Charles was not King and his feelings were grim.
He'd off his dear Mum when it best suited him.
Queen's clone was clicked on, and she said without stutter.
Bring me gold foil roast baby and gahlic and buttah!
Vlad Putin was gifted a vibrating toy.
Soon to be used on some poor little boy.
And Miss Tila said that she loved me, would help.
Just to turn on me coldly and hurt me herself.
Illuminati was angry, the cloning's exposed.
I'm not sorry you perverts, that's how this war goes.
Clone torture me nightly, I hope you enjoy.
I'll laugh at the end when your cult is destroyed.
Now my friends remember, if you wake with a fright.
Clone consciousness transfer, they get you at night.
Donald Marshall... A classic.
Ascending Pleiadian... Genius
I wanted to repost this from December 23, 2012. Donnie wrote this, I'm re-posting it because it's stunning in it's ability to tell what's happening at the CC:
Donald Marshall
December 23, 2012
WAS TWO NIGHTS BEFORE CHRISTMAS and all through the zone.
Some Vrill lizards had gathered with a whle bunch of clones.
Prince Charles was not King and his feelings were grim.
He'd off his dear Mum when it best suited him.
Queen's clone was clicked on, and she said without stutter.
Bring me gold foil roast baby and gahlic and buttah!
Vlad Putin was gifted a vibrating toy.
Soon to be used on some poor little boy.
And Miss Tila said that she loved me, would help.
Just to turn on me coldly and hurt me herself.
Illuminati was angry, the cloning's exposed.
I'm not sorry you perverts, that's how this war goes.
Clone torture me nightly, I hope you enjoy.
I'll laugh at the end when your cult is destroyed.
Now my friends remember, if you wake with a fright.
Clone consciousness transfer, they get you at night.
Donald Marshall... A classic.
Ascending Pleiadian... Genius