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#arkansas
Racist in a cab, deputized, weaponized, Heading for the wealth of the Tulsa Wall Street, His hateful hands cannot drown God in an pond, but they've often lynched his sons.
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Aug 31, 2021
Aug 31, 2021 at 9:38 AM UTC
Red Summer
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 2:08 AM UTC
Speak In Third Person
a lynch-man in the Tennessee hills had run out of hanging thrills so he decided to travel a few hundred miles crossing the border into Arkansas with his new hemp ropes at the ready he sized up the governor's and his spouse's necks saying nonchalantly to himself what the heck then over the highest branch he flung the noosing strings and corralled the wicked corrupt two into an inescapable pen round their napes he placed the stricture of the knots which he'd pulled very tight and said farewell saying to them hang on I'll be back later to see how you're both fairing on his slow return Bill and Hillary were silently gagged
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Aug 22, 2016
Aug 22, 2016 at 7:44 PM UTC
Hang On!