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Mister Baggy Pants

A familiar face trying hard for history to be erased, how fervent the lie who is the thief that claims to stop the steal is this nonsense for real? Here he is again pretending to be the savior of men gathering followers close and tight crying foul and the same old rhetoric what keeps those with common sense from getting it? History appears never to be learned it's lessons easily spurned disappearing in the wrinkled baggy pants and the man returns once more anxious to even his scores. The party forms over to the right stealing votes in the dark of night old fogies too long in power give free access to the lie and conspiracies not once denied. Be careful what you wish for there is little access for the populace thru that door and how easily we can fall behind again releasing the freedom for which you yearn as the ballot box and history is quickly burned.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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