Metrics of held past due assembly

We're going to be radically transparent.

See this chart? It's our fundraising over the past few days. The blue bar is money raised; the line is the number of donations.

In short: our fundraising has taken a dramatic dip over the course of the last few days.

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We are being outraised and outspent and one poll shows us at just 48%. With two weeks to go until ballots drop, the timing is not great... to say the least.

Campaign is war is finance is not a civil right
Is removal of all civil liberties by persuasive capital against Washington DC

If I'm newsom my data shows me I get tracked in the sense of getting homekey homeless funds back from a supposed location but I don't
I get locations of fraud obstruction
Two counts of federal crimes on coordinator and coordinators

When average, remain.

Peruse catalog
Confident the retirement portion

Peace is a three hour tour

Peace is a three hour tour
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Odd parody angxines 20 year mathematics corruption Probe wisdoms and whistle dances
Memories

Farewell to 70 years of Ford history – announces it will relocate its world headquarters for the first time in seven decades
by Laura M.  September 21, 2025

Union Rayo
Ex Campaign Contributor 10 seconds later

Union Rayo hat man
Puts news business on head
Walks out room

First breathless alone many pauses of spirit
While attending choir with Sinead Miley
As I have more perhaps I share

My first night in hymns

I was taught this gestation period song as a boy from my mother and her sisters


The numbers are different in every voices
Disappearence

Hi pink
Fide et Amore
Haven't found bad scratches
But this piece is in?

My mafiosa the Gemini twins baby girl from
Sicily
Donatella Bambina Testa
Wanted to express missing you
She's usually a jlo ja rule fiasco in Hell A

Something was touching her
When I found her on a street
Loves a child's wondering
Wisdom isn't with war

American Jazz
Jails
Slaves
Waves at freedom
She at the door, too forgetful
Bothersome Invention war is
This is a far as a sound
As nearest minds kindly borrow
Works flat
And out the door
Slaves in jails
Forward my ship
On top and on back
Waters a ways to work
Laddles become hospitals
Without spoons
Only the together people
Lift down the cloths
Aprons run in country
We ain't had enough
Jails yet

This is beautiful

Your from that porcelain city
I'm New York poetry too
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025

Dedicated to Adrien Brody

Adrien I'm rapping with Rupi
Thank You

Fide et Amore
Irish American Poetry
And Plays
For a Random House
Of Representatives

Currently writing around
Linda Diaz's tip jars


Tip Jars and Squares Poem 1

Mr. Fox
Mr. Rogan
Mr. Tyson

Squares are notes we owe

Mr. Galifianakis tickle the bourbons for it tonight

Set Selection

She spent behind the city
    Haunted veranda of Sicily
Her mother's sister?
       Had she forgotten to write since?
The first daughter away from Italy
       Before her mystery in burdens named as foreign

The behaviour paused and absent faces
     The mimes of her part
Spoke finish of him in passing

I am foreign

She beguiles the pages from after I've relented
Traitor of soil

Today the geese wain
    Her gathering, florescent hateful summers
Defiance of shelter
    Mooring my vessels in war
Grand questions of my ability to remain

Remaking our affairs
  Her story?
      Mute

Ink, mine

Sands hunt up a clarinet

Paris, love, I'm putting together sheets as we go

We come from different corners of Santa Barbara Jazz
Time gives itself to us

She's not whole
She's not mold
She's grown against
Your prince
My province
Connacht
We sheltered and shared bills once
In ounce
Again
I'm hear

Hailminifer
My precip.
Flutter as songs
Saint Saxony I am

Duchess please
Katherine shant waste

enter, the tail of the novice legislators
you should sit in mediocrity for 20 hours a day
while peasant children die from your mercy
then a sound of trumpet in disarray chariots mere kat fires
and tails are woven from your disdain of love
capitalism
never enter my democracy poems

and again to the breach to visit your mistaken identity
the whale hag and the shale rubble of pitiful rock n roll attorney's

voucher for the fraud girls need high school nubile
nubile supple gorge of rotten egg lips

Shocker, this rocker, a lyrical Doctor.
A Golden God's voice, which makes women moist.
A comedy genius, No doubt about that.
I want to be friends with the Legend Jack Black!