can't beat
   the SS grey kicking the
      SA khaki silly...
in terms of fashion?
no one can beat
           the nation-sozi...
you wired into
        the upcoming affair
of nationalkapitalismus
                      of america?
am i so ******* dumb
as being the only person
to notice this trend?
****... i'm dumber than
i had reservations
for expectation...
                         to mind...
don't you think the naxis
had the best attired
army?!
             me too...
            the **** are these
rags to ritches Bolshevik
                goat-herders doing
in Versailles?!

         ***** **** as hell
i wish i am deemed a ****...
at least i'll be fathomable
donning a dolce & gabbana grau;

**** **** ****... i'm itchy
to be demmed a ****...
              easier to spot a quack
and the capital nationalist
   breadcrumbs... leftovers...
     ****** bargains on what's
considered a brain...
            
      can someone please get me
a **** uniform!
        i am dying a buddhist death
rummanating
the concept of an
"anti-clockwise" *******...

die grau dolce & gabbana...
pristine, crisp, fold of a dying swan
imagining an origami....
     and a shirt to boot...
      
death is almost near impossible,
when attired
  to a **** inclusion
membrane bypass of an
army osmosis...
            hey... nazis had style...
which, with or without
anglo punk anarchy...
         could do very little...  

thanks to the nazis grey never
looked so cool,
when revising pale brown
of... mustard / diarrhoea;

          herr Flagenshtein ought
to know...
what precursors the hybrid,
in reviving a time as past
history, imbued with a "nostalgia"...
cameos... imbued in
the pursuit of purpose,
     that actual, actors, should
be allowed centre stage.
    
can't beat the **** army in terms
of fashion...
        crisp: is but one word
that solidifies their
          pursuit of eternal fame.