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Give him a skinhead, insignia, boots Less scruples, a swagger-stick, crowds, money. No black shirts visible. Just business suits, and pride is restored: tragic but funny. Proud like a skyscraper, godless as sin Babylonian promises, towering lies Reality shows when plutocrats win, Their rhetoric raining from empty skies. She-wolves, elected by uninformed sheep behave predictably, eyeing the flock Their wool (and the lamb-chops) are hers to keep Grazing voter—this should come as no shock. It’s a bitter pill (more like pilloried) So shall we now be ******* or Hillary-ed?
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May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 8:59 PM UTC
Dual Airbags
Give him a skinhead, insignia, boots Less scruples, a swagger-stick, crowds, money. No black shirts visible. Just business suits, and pride is restored: tragic but funny. Proud like a skyscraper, godless as sin Babylonian promises, towering lies Reality shows when plutocrats win, Their rhetoric raining from empty skies. She-wolves, elected by uninformed sheep behave predictably, eyeing the flock Their wool (and the lamb-chops) are hers to keep Grazing voter—this should come as no shock. It’s a bitter pill (more like pilloried) So shall we now be ******* or Hillary-ed?
☺☻ Get ready Amerika !! ☻☺
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May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 8:59 PM UTC
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