Passing this along here because I am a part of this community. I have shared this story on FB and other platforms. This need's to stop. Right now! Hope some of you can make some noise. The website is Chick's On The Right. (A right leaning website) But politics aside what they reported on is in my opinion Quite sick. Down right child abuse. null
If the url does not work just visit the site. For now this story is first up for grab's.
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Posted on 2019-01-13 08:57 AM. Last edited by sd40jk on 2019-01-13 09:05 AM. (2 edits total)
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In a wondrous tapestry where youthful hearts alight,
There dances Nemis, a beacon aglow, a radiant sight,
At tender nine, he weaves enchantment in the air,
A kaleidoscope of passions, a whimsical affair.
Tutus and princess costumes, his palette and delight,
Early whispers of a queen, a star beginning to ignite,
Lactatia, the persona, with grace and strength she'd wield,
A masterpiece unfolding, every brushstroke revealed.
Voguing, a dance of prowess, a tale of control and might,
Nemis shares the essence, in the sun's golden light,
At recess, with friends, he imparts the dance's lore,
"Control is key," he beams, the spirit of vogue, he pours.
Within the heart of Montreal, a realm of colors bright,
Lactatia reigns supreme, a beacon in the night,
With a trophy in her hands, and dreams in her eyes,
A testament to courage, a spirit that defies.
House of Mizrahi beckons, a prestigious embrace,
A realm where queens gather, honing their grace,
Guided by passion, by love and acceptance, she grows,
In the symphony of acceptance, her spirit ebulliently flows.
As Gaga's stage awaits, her anthem rings loud and true,
"Born This Way," the anthem, a creed to pursue,
Nemis envisions Lactatia, bedecked in hues so grand,
In the joy of being unique, let us firmly stand.
Let us revel in this tale, a crescendo of glee,
For in embracing diversity, we set our spirits free,
In the dance of existence, let love and harmony reign,
In this wondrous tale of courage, let Lactatia's star remain.
There dances Nemis, a beacon aglow, a radiant sight,
At tender nine, he weaves enchantment in the air,
A kaleidoscope of passions, a whimsical affair.
Tutus and princess costumes, his palette and delight,
Early whispers of a queen, a star beginning to ignite,
Lactatia, the persona, with grace and strength she'd wield,
A masterpiece unfolding, every brushstroke revealed.
Voguing, a dance of prowess, a tale of control and might,
Nemis shares the essence, in the sun's golden light,
At recess, with friends, he imparts the dance's lore,
"Control is key," he beams, the spirit of vogue, he pours.
Within the heart of Montreal, a realm of colors bright,
Lactatia reigns supreme, a beacon in the night,
With a trophy in her hands, and dreams in her eyes,
A testament to courage, a spirit that defies.
House of Mizrahi beckons, a prestigious embrace,
A realm where queens gather, honing their grace,
Guided by passion, by love and acceptance, she grows,
In the symphony of acceptance, her spirit ebulliently flows.
As Gaga's stage awaits, her anthem rings loud and true,
"Born This Way," the anthem, a creed to pursue,
Nemis envisions Lactatia, bedecked in hues so grand,
In the joy of being unique, let us firmly stand.
Let us revel in this tale, a crescendo of glee,
For in embracing diversity, we set our spirits free,
In the dance of existence, let love and harmony reign,
In this wondrous tale of courage, let Lactatia's star remain.
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