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| Violence A Plenty |
5/30/2020
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Fake news is all he tweets.
Into the bunker he retreats.
Everybody's mad.
People are fucking pissed.
No president anywhere to be had.
No president anywhere to be missed.
He divides our nation in pain.
Fucking things up again and again.
When the storm comes so does the rain.
MAGA? Yeah right.
More like tear the nation apart by fright.
Where is the justice?
Where is the peace?
When will all of this violence finally cease?
This nation left totally fucked in its wake.
And all we have left is a stupid orange jerk at the stake.
Oh and by the way there's this crazy fucking virus!
That'll kill anybody, even down to little Miley Cyrus.
Welcome to 2020.
Where violence is a plenty.
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