Arrr! Black mateys be yellin’ that Kamala's words be as fishy as a three-day-old catch, sinkin' her poll fortunes!
2024-10-22
Arrr, the Black lads be tossin' their hats 'n' doubloons at the Harris campaign, findin' it rougher than a barnacle-covered hull! At a raucous shindig at Huntington Place, ol' Trump be rallyin' the crew in Detroit, but the votes be slippin' like a fish in a barrel!
Avast ye scallywags! Gather 'round as I regale ye with a tale of politics and pirates, where Black men at a raucous rally for the former captain of the ship, Trump, in the bustling docks of Detroit, be weighin’ in on the fair Vice President Harris's misfortunes in the polls!“Arrr, her message be as true as a three-legged parrot,” bellowed Bryan from Westland, claiming she be tryin’ too hard to win over the Black crew. “Honesty be the true treasure, mateys! We ain't just a motley crew of identity!” He suggests if she sails straight and stops playin' the identity card, she might just catch a favorable breeze!
Then there be Ricky from Redford, wearin' his union colors like a proud pirate flag, sayin’ her policies be more tangled than a ship's riggin’. “Democrats think we all be landlubbers!” he declared, chortlin’ at the thought.
But nay, not all be lost for Harris! Marcus, an industrious matey in the automobile trade, shouted back, “She be doin’ just fine! That be the captain’s wishful thinking!” So, as the tides of political fortune swirl, one thing be clear: the crew be divided on who'll hoist the flag come November! Yarrr!