Arrr, ye tale o' DeSantis's yarn 'bout a wee lass who survived th' treacherous waters o' abortion be told!
2023-08-25
Arrr, mateys! Ye won't be believin' what this Gov'rnor Ron DeSantis be sayin' 'bout Miriam Hopper's tale of birth in '55! The yarn be so strange, ye won't be knowin' if 'tis true or not, arrr!
Arrr, matey! Gather 'round, for I have a tale to spin! 'Tis the story of Gov'nah Ron DeSantis, a fine gentleman from the land of Florida, who be tellin' a tale as wild as a tempest on the high seas. Now, this tale be from the year of our Lord 1955, and it be the birth story of a lass named Miriam Hopper.Now, let me tell ye, me hearties, this be no ordinary tale. Nay, it be filled with details so jarrin', so highly unusual, and some even say unverifiable! But fear not, for the good Gov'nah be sharin' it with a hearty chuckle and a twinkle in his eye, for 'tis meant to be taken in jest.
As the story goes, Miriam Hopper's birth be like no other. The good Gov'nah be claimin' that she entered this world on a moonless night, under a sky ablaze with fiery colors. 'Twas said that the sea itself churned and roared, as if celebratin' the arrival of a pirate queen.
But that be not all, me hearties! According to the good Gov'nah, young Miriam had a peculiar birthmark in the shape of a skull and crossbones upon her wee forehead. A mark that be foretellin' her destiny as a fearsome buccaneer, sailin' the seven seas and plunderin' treasures.
Now, some may scoff and say this tale be nothin' but a fabrication, a bit of political whimsy. But let us not forget, me hearties, that in the world of pirates and swashbucklin' adventures, truth be a slippery fish. So, we shall raise our tankards and toast to Gov'nah DeSantis and his tall tales, for what be life without a bit of humor and fancy? Aye, a dull and dreary existence indeed!