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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It’s autumn time in America, the colors are changing ... (it’s alt right to gasp in whited disbelief) as poplar majority, quaking Aspen leaves slowly fall off the John Birch branches Minority bad weather report says with autumnal census certainty, that the colors are changing irrevocably And as such, the changing of the times has weed hateful nettle disgust rooted permanently Forest green consequences are seen ever spreading with solyent rapidity ... (it’s alt right to paint a Snow White enchanted cottage fantasy) As the waxen ruling majority, manifestly, cope with becoming the newest minority These be the autumnal days — the kaleidoscope, tabernacle feast harvest befalling America Changing of the color landscape is being coldly received, winter frostily ... (it’s alt right to fiery bemoan in ash-white grief) The reaping season of Autumn has duly arrived in America, with equinox clarity Equal time for daydreams and nightmares demand sober vigilance, as the latter-day fermented rain begins to foment fall — An end gathering of rainbow intolerance disparaging, mightily ... (really, it’s alt right to cry with pale hope rantings) Winter teardrop flakes of uncertainty are alabaster doubtful falling America now ghostly faces the haunting reality of changing colors, changing what was to what will be Autumnal days of whine and wilted white roses: a nostalgic weep binge of dead leaves ... Drunken ivory desires porcelain pining for past skin demographic superiority
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