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Do you know people That hate people For what they are? Don’t invite those people Into your car. Do you know people That hang with people That steal from the poor? Do not vote for such a boor. Do you know people That insist other people Have to worship like them. Their minds are dim. Do you have friends That like to steal? Show them all The back of your heels. Because one thing Will prove to be true; They will steal from you. Do you know folks Who gossip madly? Ignore them or Treat them badly. Then maybe some day They will just go away. Do you know some Who ignore their kids; Neglect them every day? Tell those people off Somehow, some way. And if that doesn’t work, Call the cops on the **** Do you know some politicians Behave like snobby patricians? Don’t suffer and protect them. Don’t elect them. Ostracize them as rotten louts Then, quickly vote them out! Do you think you can’t Make a change that counts? Find these fools and pounce. Let them know your mind. Don’t just sit there blind. Get mad as hell. Then rebel!
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 4:57 PM UTC
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Do you know people That hate people For what they are? Don’t invite those people Into your car. Do you know people That hang with people That steal from the poor? Do not vote for such a boor. Do you know people That insist other people Have to worship like them. Their minds are dim. Do you have friends That like to steal? Show them all The back of your heels. Because one thing Will prove to be true; They will steal from you. Do you know folks Who gossip madly? Ignore them or Treat them badly. Then maybe some day They will just go away. Do you know some Who ignore their kids; Neglect them every day? Tell those people off Somehow, some way. And if that doesn’t work, Call the cops on the **** Do you know some politicians Behave like snobby patricians? Don’t suffer and protect them. Don’t elect them. Ostracize them as rotten louts Then, quickly vote them out! Do you think you can’t Make a change that counts? Find these fools and pounce. Let them know your mind. Don’t just sit there blind. Get mad as hell. Then rebel!
brent-kincaid
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 4:57 PM UTC
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