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Bitter Little Man

You're nothing but a bitter little man from a bitter little man land- When our country is down and out you piss on our purple mountains stomping our stars into the ground. You only spotlight our social frailties never talk about all the good things happening in this country. You pluck out a couple of rotten fruit from a giant basket of fresh ones then parade them around-like a rabid hog.. Your selectivity is the very pinnacle of bigotry. but you're the same malcontent over extending your visa Breaching our borders demanding everything. If we're such a racist country as you claim us to be why are you still chasing the American dream... Did you know all those "freebies" you enjoy came from the sweat of us working class peeps. The white ones that you filet with hateful tweets So what will the seeds of your heart reveal fields of flowers or a bunch of skunk weed.. "We the people will straighten things out we'll rally and dream together again because that's what we're all about. Even after all the hate that you toss in our faces-we'll still lend you a hand. You may have to wait in line-do things right but there's always been a welcome mat just beneath those stars and stripes that you fancy to stomp on and spit at.

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