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By: Cedric McClester Before they can Pass the baton Where they’re holed up In Oregon Don’t give ‘em time To sigh or morn The law must win This marathon If their militia Refuses to be flagged Once identified And toe tagged Take ‘em out In a black body bag Wrapped inside A confederate flag Why allow ‘em To break in armed? Threatening folks Will sure be harmed If they reject them Or aren’t charmed Because the government claims The land that’s farmed Are takeovers The new pandemic Or do I sound schizophrenic They are clearly becoming Endemic And more to the point Pathogenic Now they’ve even become systemic Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016.  All rights reserved.
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 7:18 PM UTC
BEFORE THEY CAN PASS THE BATON
By: Cedric McClester Before they can Pass the baton Where they’re holed up In Oregon Don’t give ‘em time To sigh or morn The law must win This marathon If their militia Refuses to be flagged Once identified And toe tagged Take ‘em out In a black body bag Wrapped inside A confederate flag Why allow ‘em To break in armed? Threatening folks Will sure be harmed If they reject them Or aren’t charmed Because the government claims The land that’s farmed Are takeovers The new pandemic Or do I sound schizophrenic They are clearly becoming Endemic And more to the point Pathogenic Now they’ve even become systemic Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016.  All rights reserved.
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Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 7:18 PM UTC
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