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There’s nothing for dinner, there’s nothing to eat.We don’t get any nourishment from kissing Joe’s feet.If I make a few extra dollars, poof! every cent’s gone.I can’t sustain myself on this path America’s on.If I had friends I could visit, I’m still too broke to go.I can’t afford to buy gas with Joe running the…
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Excuse to be Racists
A black woman with power doesn’t mean a damn thing to me.It’s their excuse to be racists, fascists and unfair as can be.Nothing but leftist DEI appointments with racist tendencies.Exercising their power by bringing Donald Trump to his knees.It isn’t fair, no way it’s right, the left thinks they’re untouchables.Theres something wrong with their thinking…
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My View of Fake News
Let’s turn to the government, they know what’s going on. They know what the left’s up to, what Joe Biden’s done. We need to tune into MSNBC, CNN and the MSM’s other liars. We can rest assured, they’ll hold demonrat feet to the fire. They’ll ask the right questions, they will point out the lies.…
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What a Party
” Follow Me” Teddy Bear said. Travis wiped the sleepys from his eyes and followed Teddy out the front door. Travis and Teddy had been best friends since Travis’s parents brought Teddy home from the thrift store three months before. They had a special relationship, where one went the other was sure to tag along.…
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The Answer Is
What should we believe in this day and age. Do we believe all the fools the left gives a stage. Should we believe the MSM, and litany’s of lies. Do we believe the deceivers, and close our own eyes. Should we listen to fools, speaking with forked tongue. Listen to purple haired freaks whose bell…
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Please Don’t Beat Me Anymore
Please don’t beat me anymore, I’m sorry what I said before. You’ve knocked me down, kicked me around,,your goal to beat me into the ground. You’ve knocked my teeth from my head, for some imagined thing I said. You claim I told a couple fibs, for that you’re breaking all my ribs. Just for one…
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We Talk You Listen
We will tell you when to listen, we will tell you what to say. We will decide who you will vote for, Orange Man is not okay. He’s a victim of our biased justice, of our kangaroo courts. He can’t win the next election, we will not permit his elocution. He will face endless prosecutions…
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A Misleading Picture
His mind was rumpled but his pants were pressed. His skull was empty but he seemed well dressed. He spoke ragtag gibberish but his shoes were shined. Everyone covered their ears cause he often whined. His socks were rubberbanded to his skinny old gams. His brain couldn’t weigh more than a couple grams. He liked…
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Damn Those Pressers
His vericose veins bulging, his nostrils flared. Biden pounded the podium, to show how he cared. The blood drained from his face, he looked sickly white. He pulled out a race card and held it up to the light. This one’s for Tucker, he screamed incoherently. The silence was deafening, he went on incessantly His…
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A Reptilian Ballad
On his way to ignominy, Joe Biden stopped in D.C. For a sick twisted reptile, it was the right place to be. There was grift and corruption, opportunities galore. Where a man with no scruples could open some doors. From New Castle County, he sprang straight to the senate. He had a talent for lying,…