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Turning Red

The same people who are demanding I put a suffocating thong over my face are the same ones who lift sieves from borders and invite in the slag along with the gold the ones with no respect for law and order the same ones that demonize all police the same ones who close an ocean because of a stray rogue on the beach the same ones who claim they can stop rioting with a hug and bubbles of love the same ones that showcase the rarities in society boiling our souls for the sake of blood ratings the same ones that release violent inmates into society to protect them from the flu the same ones that are defacing honest Abe the same ones that use retirement homes as halfway houses for rapists and drug addicts the same ones that rip toilets from their mansions to avoid paying taxes-while raising mine... that's why you can bet your sweet "regressive" behind that my thumb will be turning red come November.

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