Art of the Deal Manifesto: War

My illiterate mind is enhancing a major tragedy.

I told them not to start any bombings outside of my own obliterated thoughts,

while my MAGA followers believed me blindly and stubbornly,

so they keep their attention on warfare and not on my woes.

I drove them into chaos with an overseas civilization.

Who knew about Iran? Not me, of course, and neither did you.

The only thing I acknowledge is their rude god.

Their religion is not mine, or whatever it is I choose to believe so that you'll vote for me.

I’m dragging the whole world into a major crisis

because the deeds I committed with my old friend Epstein

are forcing me to create a diversion and play with fire.

What do we have in front of us?

A religious fanatic hydra with multiple supreme leaders to kill;

one is gone, and the offspring will follow.

I was duped by my Zion master’s map;

he drew the borders; I just provided the fire;

I had no choice, since the carrot was bigger than my empty heart.

Now, as a knight facing the Hydra,

I will smash its eternal heads until my crimes live in oblivion

and I finally earn my precious and elusive Peace Nobel Prize.

My illiterate mind is making the most crucial decisions the world is suffering from now:

I bombed a school of girls and pointed at the enemy as the accountable party.

I promised millions of dollars to my oil company friends, and I helped close the Hormuz Strait.

This is who I am: a powerful man in the realm of manipulation, a pathological liar.

I don’t read; I don’t speak any language but a rotten, childish English.

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