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Putin's Mad Dream

Putin went to bed after drinking his favorite cocktail, Nazi Vodka was crushed with an orange crush. In his dream, he soon saw himself riding a white horse, Chollima, the white horse of destiny, across the world, Fulfilling the destiny of heaven. He saw millions of people bow down, worshiping him, Following him, loving their new lord and master. He flies over Ukraine, filled with slaves harvesting grain To feed the master Russian race. Up ahead, he sees Kamala Harris walking her puppy, He shoots her and the puppy, then eats the puppy Just because he is that kind of evil monster.

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