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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My soul burns with an unquenchable righteous desire. Yours belongs to the Prince of Tyre, the Lake of Fire, in WEF land of Oz, where bulllshiit is behind the curtain and evil blooms, where a wicked agenda auras the room. Like a demon, a wraith possessing our Constitution in amendment of their ulterior concocted solutions. With a spark of dick-traitor-ship, selling on China seize and a touch of Poseidon directing the breeze. Your darkness fades into the night, faces never to be seen in true light. Your Baphomet queen commands with un-regal race, a heart of a coward, a steady undertaker, pace-maker, race baiter, poll positioned race fixer, with algorithmic elixir. Beneath your crown, a traitor's biometrics, a force to reckon, beckon under chaos cup and shell company politics. In shadows lurks a Cheshire grin, A riddle whispered on the wind. A trickster's charm, a cunning scheme, A world of wonder, a madman's dream. My hands are like steel gripping tightly onto what’s right. Yours are queerly writing ripping into curriculum and student's minds. Strange how the only time you can be obscene in public is at a drag show or mocking parade of God's rainbow that you hijack in mocking stage. But these colors won't run at the battle if Megiddo, where you and your band will be done! Beware the tempest's rage, reaping the whirlwind while reading your -lists page. In the eye of the storm, a lion enraged, soon you will be counted and placed in that lion's cage. For power fades, and loyalty wanes, In the heart of chaos, a new reign enters the cage, matches you against desires righteous flame, you'll be pissing and running, trying to be put out of your miserable shame.
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