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Mad Shearer

The elephants and asses are battling again. To maintain power over the masses. We the people, on the verge of colossal collapse. These beasts (of a forgotten Eden). Have ceased working for (we the people). They've forgotten virtue and oath. They bleed us dry and parch our throats. We the feeble are far beyond bloated. With government doublespeak dope. Handouts galore to pacify the freeloader... The media slinging race baiting trope. While careening down the slippery slope. Our forefathers taught us to fish and pray. We've forgotten how to tie knots and fold our hands. Now we lay down in the wrong shade of meek. Awaiting the blade of the mad shearer.

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Date: 9/13/2023 9:00:00 PM
They sure are at it again, those two buffoons, creating another 'tale told by an idiot!' Huzzah, Anthony!
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