Xi Dogs
I'd like to walk the Great Wall of China someday.
It's near the top of my bucket list.
My greenbacks would be used by communists.
Against my country, and I'll not have it.
A small ripple of defiance (like tank man).
Enough ripples and the Chinese people
may get to sing a little bit.
God bless the People of China.
The Dalai Lama is not welcomed there.
He's been in exile since he was a child.
He's not welcome because he has quiet power.
To weave a billion tank people together.
And the commies are petrified of that.
I'll never go to China because Dog is on the menu.
I hear they boil, then skin them while they're still alive.
I couldn't imagine stumbling upon a wet market
and hearing the screams of (Xi) dogs.
Tank Man was led away by the commie police.
Never heard from again.
God Bless Tank Man.
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