Original Poem: St. James’s Place
I've only been to Atlantic City one time (friend's bachelor party, obvi) and, admittedly, not being a gambler or fan of rooms thick with cigarette smoke (circa 2002), and loathing…
I've only been to Atlantic City one time (friend's bachelor party, obvi) and, admittedly, not being a gambler or fan of rooms thick with cigarette smoke (circa 2002), and loathing…
Like virtually every aspect of all-things Trump, he (and the damage he's wrought) manages to be beyond satire, beyond fiction, and even the real time (fake news?) accounts strain credulity.…