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Sep 2022
Did I mention I hate democracy
I do.
I have bled in the elections
Hemorrhaging uncontrollably
Lost left, lost right
Oh these wild dogs
They came in packs

I won't acknowledge the winner
The game was skewed in their favor
I appealed, to court I turned
They swatted me away
My case had no merit, they stated
I remain here pained

My supporters wail about the injustice
This is one too many
When will morning come
The night is long
And am a poor loser , A sore loser
Written by
Dru
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