Die Verse City

doom dark ages and the death of poetry now here arise poets spark burning lines arson the fake prez Fuhrer all his followers Nazis (how original) don't forget the weird line breaks and / spacing / / refuse punctuation no caps ever voila yet another lame lib lefty yawner

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