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Das Papa Anathema Furor He Hiss Toward Patriarchal Hierarchy

Das papa anathema & furor he hiss toward patriarchal hierarchy Courtesy mine eldest sister Amelie Beth (thirteen plus months my senior), whose maternal love equals heart as emoji, she nsync with other kith and kin painstakingly fleshed out family tree, formerly severely uprooted, me knowledge of ancestry truncated, denuded..., bereft any extended offshoots you see, thus without doubt earned a priori gene nee us award for peopling bee silly decorative swallowtail and wild asparagus coat of arms motif, but particularly her artistry paternal branch Harris and maternal Russian limb named Kuritsky, yet now unwittingly feel stumped I ruminate, speculate, tabulate..., re: garding one or more descendent did trumpet objectionable bent with bias, decadent, flagrant... haughty jarring averse trait invariably patriarchal heir arch key impossible impossible to hold figurative tongue and rebuke stereotypical tendency resigning, excluding, kraaling..., privileges to any persons except Caucasian wealth thee males, who fathered established, commandeered... western civilization paradigm, I smart with displeasure at gross injustice curtailed free choice to acquire unshackled life, liberty, and pursuit amidst avast booming population, whose supposed inalienable rights blithely usurped and denigrated creed, ethnicity, and indisputably those with frizzy hair still evident this late date two thousand nineteen, I decry, grieve, lament,... particular lee how women haint got no choice - chattel to grand poobahs - to terminate pregnant sea really irksome, when predicted on incest, rape non viable offspring...violation this garden variety poetaster recoils with knee jerk loathsome, how young females jailed if they undergo abortion (with unwanted, unloved, unborn..., bay bee thru no fault in their own stars), punishment nasty, brutal and abhorrent essentially enslaving the gentler sex lee ving terror and horror, when peering into mirror ogre looming ready to strangle gal lest she obey mandate else...

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