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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Every day the news by best jailor Since my hours run fast through the sweat To put comas in the bills every month And fill the never full belly engine In the midst of the crowd they said That’s why I wonna see and hear it myself So from my coach I will listen Mr. President You said you are the head we form the rest Guess at the nails you will easily locate me You start the heading we complete the essay You alone with your men its cumbersome You need the millions to move the rail For our coin to strengthen against the dollar So from my coach I will listen Mr. President It’s a bit hot and greasy down here Our sweat mixed creates killing bugs Take your coach and listen Mr. President A list from my local club slowly unveiled Maybe you can roar from the high seat And scare the bugs itching our skin So from your coach listen Mr. President Our mothers still die on the hallways Nurses say you stingy for their quality That private clinic they all labour there And in your general place, their pity serves Our babies are examples for best idiots For classes too congested for one teacher From your coach listen Mr. President Other brothers now with sluggish talk and walk Glue, liquor and puffs been their daily sacrament No law feared since your men got deep pockets Uncles killing our fathers for an acre even less Hearken rural urbanization, I have a degree For a ranch in favour to dad I will buy From your coach listen Mr. President My list is endless and your ears go tire So the rest I will copy to your deputy When alone you two wine and dine Let it top your priority menu That zealous sleepless citizens you lead For their country’s love they support you For a word you say, they work it farther Off the coaches, lets act Mr. President
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