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Bald busty pieces of white history
Adorn the walls where wall street’s phone calls
Are all taken gestapo efficiently and
Returned before my hallow hello
Is whacked back with a side of prison grade mace
in case I forget we lost the race
four years hence whence
came an elephantine name game worthy
a surly Machiavellian prince’s dis-course
“pardon me miss my name is Whatthef’ Isdis
Of the Washington Ghost
I have a question or two for your husband and you
If you don’t mind me askin why this mid east peace just aint lastin
Any longer than your husband can backdoor draft em?
I wonder if you could tell please, miss,
If it’s jesus or george or cheney’s
Big bootied mistress who’s feedin
Off my brother’s unarmored sacrifice for a
Man who got elected cause he always fucks twice
I guess Christ will be cryin again
When cowboy boots are walkin
All over paradise lost trying to splice
Captain jerk’s liberty vision
Stamped made-in-texas where worth
Is a measurable nexus between your girth
And the price of your lexus
Pardon me please miss but could you explain
This conundrum that’s been stumpin me
And my solider brother’s two young children:
What is operation Theed and why is it run by
Fat ass ill-suited thieves wieldin shields with
Number 5s in iron while men are crossin
Deserts to make red lines flicker precision fire?
Meanwhile you got us worried instead if fuckin Moore’s a liar?
And why in his eyes can I see em eyin oil supplyin nations
Cryin like unmilked cows whaling to be squeezed
Until they run black and red into
tin buckets marked Mission Accomplished, Jeb!
Come take the reigns of this quick sarhara sand
Crawlin footballin nation watchin the Rock walking tall and
Waiting for miss America to be crowned
the first miss world caliph!
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