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Party of Love
I say and say it again
Until I am red in the face
Foaming at the mouth
Peeing in my pants mad
That we are the party of love
And joy
And tolerance
And inclusion
And while we’re at it
Slavery, reeducation camps, censorship
And cancel culture.
If you do not agree
And submit and obey
You will feel the wrath
Of our joy
And you will feel it
Isolated in your own homes and families
Locked deep within the regime gulags
And waking dream
Of The Great Reset.
Remember comrade
It’s your body, your choice
And a willing slave
Is no slave at all.
(10/29/24)
Copyright ©
James Moore
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