Now flamed the dog-star’s unpropitious ray, Smote every brain, and wither’d every bay; 10 Sick was the sun, the owl forsook his bower, The moon-struck
Day: April 17, 2020
An Essay on Man. #CovidPurpose and the madness of Crowds. #Plandemic
The reader of Pope, as of every author, is advised to begin by letting him say what he has to say, in his own manner
At the End of the Day. “I Told You I was ill. Man flu and the Incredible disappearing Mr Johnson. #WhereBoris #SackSedwill #IGNORANCEISSTRENGTH #RISELIKELIONS #YEAREMANYTHEYAREFEW #BILL(MENGELE)GATES #WINDOWST4VIRUS #COVIDT4 @BILLGATES @FINANCIALEYES @JOEBLOB20 #COVIDPURPOSE @CLARKEMICAH #CONQUESTOFDOUGH @WIKI_BALLOT #AlQuovidia911
Superb, channeling the gods of absurdist satire. Bojo Man FLu CovidPlandemicNightingalestrain https://t.co/VADuduwfeO #BitChute — GrubStreetJournal (@GrubStreetJorno) April 17, 2020 Sir Mark Sidwell UK