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free cee ATLAS SCRUBBED rated XXX
ATLAS SCRUBBED Let’s all sit down and discuss this rationally Since it is of import internationally And hysteria will get us nowhere So let’s get a few facts clear First of all, from the first of us to the very last, we are quite frankly, F*cking up Wait………… before you fly off the candle Allow me to defend and amend my statement What I really meant to say was we are all f*cking up this atmosphere expediently And exponentially This is an emergency of preeminent planetary proportions We are inventing diabolical devices that scar the flesh on the pride of Atlas And hold our grandchildren hostage to a hoard of hedonistic heathens Who mar the face of even Mars As if f*cking up the earth forever isn’t near enough Perhaps I’m not making myself clear enough We don’t hold our environment dear enough And flocks of flagrant fools don’t hear enough As the magma is moaning And the crust is turning to dust Because countless millions of mindless men decline to design what they must know For absolute sure……….. that there is an absolute cure But men don't listen and will come to rue what must eventually come to pass Because their all f*cking this f*cking planet straight up the f*cking ass © 2012…PHREEPOETREE..~free cee!~
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