Today I will lay an Irish curse on Donald Trump.
May Donald Trump ache with insecurities.
May Donald Trump ache with insecurities.
May Trump wear uncomfortable garments each day of his life, including a silk cloth cinched tightly around his neck.
May Trump be condemned to cheat in every golf game he plays, unable to remain honorable no matter how hard he tries.
May Trump never experience the love of a woman, not even his mother. May he be unfaithful In every marriage.
May the male progeny of Donald Trump be stupid, venal, disgusting and mocked by comics on national television.
May Donald Trump never have a genuine friend as long as he lives.
May Trump’s foreign policy consist of extorting Arab nations for business loans and money for protection like the Mafia.
May Trump’s hair turn white and grow backwards and be dyed the color of Russian urine.
When President Trump’s portrait is hung in the Hall of Presidents, may the face be to the wall.
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