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Praying For the End of the Braying
Ironic how most of the wealthy old greenies pamper their white satin fannies over fancy bidets behind the walls of butchered Cherrywood trees. Stuffing RVs and private planes with fracking gasoline, bashing slave labor while flashing their blood diamond rings. They cherish furry creatures while BBQing their meats, wearing hides of bovine while strutting down hypocrisy street. They believe in diversity but not when it comes to opinions, they're nothing but naïve-yellow striped Marxist Minions. Openly playing the flutes of the compassionate- pacifist while secretly banging the cymbals of a globalist tryst tearing at the heart and soul of the second amendment. Wishing for the blue collar ballot to smolder and choke, butt(sp) willingly bending over for illegals and felons to vote. Always attacking and tongue trashing of the thinnest blue line, hiring guards behind gated mansions filled with security eyes. Playing the race baiting game of re-distribution of wealth, shanking the middle class, while their accounts continue to swell. I pray large herds of red pachyderm storm the voting stations, to stomp out the braying- to salvage the soul of a nation.
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