America, Is Our Canoe

America, Is Our Canoe By: Miracle man November 5, 2020 This election was a contest to see who runs the swamp, and we man a canoe filled with greatness and pomp. Many falsehoods were uttered without remorse or shame, if they sink our canoe, won’t we all drown the same?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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