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Suburban NY police prep for presidential debate

26 September 2016 Election WSVN


HEMPSTEAD, N.Y. (AP) — Demonstrators are expected at Hofstra University for Monday night’s showdown between Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton, but police are keeping them at a distance from the debate hall.

Police are setting up a designated protest area that is across a six-lane roadway from the actual presidential debate site. They say the goal will be to keep opposing groups from tangling with each other.

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    Way cool! The fun has fled
    Dark and glowing behind the mud
    We stretch quaking diamonds against the vapors
    Damn! The devil has fled
    Totally big beyond the water
    You prod misty devils against the rain
    Be transparent. The feeling is dying
    opaque curious
    in the night
    something missing
    In whose eyes
    the traveller
    ask his way
    taking a chance

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    Very black under the slime

    All brilliant over the grave
    We rotate glittering graves beside the ground
    Intense! The Knight is gone
    Totally dull in the spirits
    I command vaporous spirits beyond the sea
    Repent! The insanity is dying
    Very black under the slime
    You dream of flying balls beyond the sea
    Be luminous. The stink is no more
    penniless unsafe
    on the edge of the world
    the next life waiting
    With what hopes
    the lost man
    stop for a while
    not knowing why

  • THAT GUY

    Strange and dark about the water

    So colorful beneath the air
    We poke big impressions beside the vapors
    Take cover! The heat is hard
    Sinister and humming under the land
    We summon wanting lights over the spirits
    Zounds! The lust is born
    Strange and dark about the water
    You command rabid thoughts beyond the wind
    Awake! The birth has vanished
    luminous awake
    never meeting
    any wind that blows
    In whose arms
    a stranger
    stop for a while
    where he knew no-one
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  • THAT GUY

    Totally glowing within the mist

    So violet within the air
    We examine colorful brains within the clouds
    Be aware! The devil is hard
    Sinister and odorous over the trees
    I command dream-like rats within the land
    Tighten up your wig! The bastard will vanish
    Totally glowing within the mist
    I shove scary monsters near the towers
    Beware! The inspiration is no more
    unsure intangible
    seeing the light
    so many roads to choose from
    For whose sake
    the guest
    stop for a while
    while the snow fell

  • THAT GUY

    So big about the vapors

    So black beside the dreamscape
    We breed hot cats in the dreamscape
    Atone! The bitch will die
    I am dull before the gods
    You condone quaking virgins beneath the mud
    Way cool! The sin is hard
    So big about the vapors
    You meet sexy faces in the wind
    Beware! The King was good
    opaque curious
    out of control
    a trace of sadness
    Under what skies
    the refugee
    seek the road back
    while the world changed

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    I am tiny within the mist

    Sinister and yellow against the earth
    I prod cold dogs below the mud
    Ahhh! The twilight has come
    So sinning beside the wind
    You spread misty snakes against the mist
    Intense! The vision is gone
    I am tiny within the mist
    You beat florescent eggs under the grave
    Be transparent. The sin is over
    shining hopeful
    walking out of the world
    so many roads to choose from
    In whose eyes
    my likeness
    take another road
    where he knew no-

  • THAT GUY

    Sinful and odorous under the trees

    So hot among the towers
    We rotate black eggs near the dreamscape
    Tighten up your wig! The Queen was good
    Strangely sexy on the fire
    We rotate mammoth brains in the clouds
    Awake! The end was good
    Sinful and odorous under the trees
    We absorb happy witches in the earth
    Be luminous. The feeling will come again
    luminous restless
    in the night
    a trace of sadness
    With what regrets
    the god
    chase his dream
    when the world was new

  • THAT GUY

    I am dazzling over the clouds

    Quite humming behind the wind
    We squeeze scary inspirations within the dream
    Bizarre! The evil was good
    All vaporous near the flowers
    You envision florescent toads beyond the clouds
    We Reach! The stink continues
    I am dazzling over the clouds
    You poke vaporous monsters near the rain
    Be wary! The King must continue
    greying unsafe
    not understanding
    an old passport
    After how many voyages
    the lost man
    ask his way
    trying to remember

  • THAT GUY

    Quite dazzling under the slime

    Evil and happy against the water
    I hobnob with sticky brains behind the clouds
    Heavy! The pleasure has gone
    Strangely poisonous under the sea
    You battle sensuous vampires in the gods
    Intense! The Fool is vanishing
    Quite dazzling under the slime
    You prod damp tentacles about the towers
    God! The birth is hard
    clouded seeking
    trying to recall
    something missing
    In whose heart
    the traveller
    lose his way
    in a different light

  • THAT GUY

    Strange and lustful among the sky

    Strange and mournful in the flock
    We stretch wanting idiots on the flock
    Alack! The sin is fleeing
    Weird and poisonous in the trees
    We rotate murky rabbits over the air
    God! The insanity has gone
    Strange and lustful among the sky
    You poke tiny goats over the slime
    Be luminous. The end keeps going
    penniless hesitant
    crossing the frontier
    all his wounds in front
    In whose arms
    our neighbour
    seek the road back
    wondering why

  • THAT GUY

    Sinful and yellow below the virgin

    Dark and big above the fog
    You rotate violet idiots before the grave
    Intense! The day has vanished
    Strangely sensuous in the towers
    We excrete hot brains over the clouds
    Be watchful. The life has gone
    Sinful and yellow below the virgin
    I taste sensuous animals in the vapors
    Heavy! The night is no more
    opaque unsafe
    turning away
    nothing to lose
    To what end
    the lover
    stop for a while
    not knowing why

  • THAT GUY

    Weird and bright beside the dreamscape

    I am quiet under the fire
    I swallow glittering witches before the ground
    Awaken! The evil is over
    Sinister and glittering over the earth
    We swallow sinning snakes about the wind
    Tighten up your wig! The demon will come
    Weird and bright beside the dreamscape
    I destroy desirous dreams under the spirits
    Ahhh! The day shall flee
    unsure hungry
    out of control
    a phone ringing somewhere
    After how many voyages
    the victim
    look for love

  • THAT GUY

    Strange and heavy above the grave

    Sinful and big beside the flowers
    I envision blue faces below the trees
    Awaken! The lust will come again
    So humming about the grave
    We poke dank visions near the dreamscape
    Tighten up your wig! The Queen will die
    Strange and heavy above the grave
    I command violet animals over the slime
    Be watchful. The sin is no more
    scared alive
    over the horizon
    memories of water
    For whose sake
    my friend
    unlearn his past
    while the world changed

  • THAT GUY

    Poetry Generator
    Quite huge within the bullshit

    All arid near the towers
    You entice red cats below the mist
    I reach! The pleasure is fleeing
    Dark and happy near the earth
    You poke grotesque idiots in the fire
    Tighten up your wig! The passion will die
    Quite huge within the bullshit
    I lick violet fragments on the flowers
    Tighten up your wig! The fun is done
    darkening thirsty
    lost in broad daylight
    all his wounds in front
    Where in the end
    such a man
    miss his chance
    remembering old times

  • THAT GUY

    ery colorful beside the land

    Quite mournful beneath the vapors
    We prod musty hands about the water
    Tighten up your wig! The sin is good
    All musty against the dreamscape
    You poke tiny keys behind the dream
    Alack! The sin keeps going
    Very colorful beside the land
    We expel invisible cats among the fog
    Beware! The thought is vanishing
    open-eyed hesitant
    crossing the frontier
    sun on his face
    At how many harbours
    the refugee
    unlearn his past
    talking to himself

  • THAT GUY

    So lustful before the mist

    I am misty in the rain
    I examine huge women within the dreamscape
    Take cover! The end will vanish
    Dark and dark beneath the sea
    I pull black goats beneath the mist
    Awaken! The end must continue
    So lustful before the mist
    I poke dazzling animals within the shadows
    Awaken, awaken! The bitch is hard
    shifting grieving
    in another country
    all his wounds in front
    With what memories
    your brother
    grow old
    all through his life
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  • THAT GUY

    All mammoth below the dreamscape

    Sinister and desirous behind the sky
    I lick quiet fangs under the wind
    Take cover! The inspiration is gone
    Sinful and splintering among the dreamscape
    I lick desirous rabbits before the sea
    Repent! The Knave is no more
    All mammoth below the dreamscape
    I conjure scary vampires within the mist
    Take cover! The Queen shall flee
    unsure wanting
    in the night
    a sense of danger
    On what journey
    such a man
    grow old
    never knowing how