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Post by thefleetsin on Jun 15, 2017 18:24:46 GMT
cleaning up after your gods of carnage
placating religiously tooled buffoonery had left the world looking like a twisted creme filled donut left out too long to rot in the wasteland of your god's forget me nots who would have been better off elevating their lots instead of whining like those tight fisted scots.
sjw 06/15/17 inspired at this very moment in time by me own scottish foibles.
from the 'blasphemy series' of poems
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