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Easter 2018

by thomas-newlove

It seems a while since Jesus died. Not that I believe in the chap, But if he were magically real, I'd Think he'd be appalled at all this crap. It seems a while since laundries reigned And women were shamed and sent away, But, alas, we've lost as much as gained As men control our fate today. It seems a while since Markievicz fought, But still didn't suffer the fate of men. Different powers today have sold and bought, But it's power the same as it was then. It seems a while since rampant abuse - We thought they'd run out of kids to fuck - Of course, I'm joking, there's always an excuse To fuck and ruck and then not look. This Easter let's bow our heads and pray And think about our moral code. Just kidding, there's booze on Good Friday - We'll be hung-over as we erode.
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26 / M / English
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Apr 1, 2018
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