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Mar 2020
The cook books lie
In the realm of bakers,
Those who pass are to die
And meet their makers.

The time draws out
And the sweets stop arriving.
We will cry and pout,
But the bakers keep on thriving.

The shops have closed doors,
So we skip the baker forts.
The acidly cold rain pours,
But neither side makes retort.

In times like these our town begins to drop,
We can only hope for the demise
Of the dreaded baker shop.
An efficient leader had a “cook book” of his quotes which supported his ideals, and brainwashed the population into getting inspired and “cooking” a masterful industrialized workforce. I mean he was the worst dictator ever to exist (but not the most famous), Mao Zedong.
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
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