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Hey George, (an epic poem by schmee) at least your consistent and your argument's persistant idiosynchro-matic, pluralistic ignorance it doesn't really seem to make a damn bit of difference your poppa made our bed, while fighting the nasty red the communist disorder, the economic border where all ameri-cana pissed and barked, and spit out new-world orders and after so many buried and dead and with all these ideas, in all of our heads you take power from the Feds by giving power to the Feds, instead yes, that's what i said, - despite making no sense - you'd think i was fucking dense you'd think i'd have no defense but at least your consistent yeah, that's what i said cause at the end of the day, "do what i say, not what i did" it's the message for all today even martha said, "that's the way" and way far out, in the chill of the right endless ranks salivate, all ready to fight and even if your mind is closed and well after the question is posed even doin what you're supposed with your red, white and blue eyes closed you won't see - believe me - can't see the light, can't look around while you're in the good fight can't see what others around you just might but at least your consistent, and all that, despite... crossed purposes changing each social season, supplanting causes with treachery and treason, vested interests all paid for and special just turning the tide, of logic and reason to meet your political ends, and little else to feed your billionare friends, and little else to need/knead the world's dough, and it just goes to show how little we understand, and how little we know how little we act and little we go hiding neath the corporate shelter's ego like a proud pink tent, in a circus side-show at least we're consistent, in how we make the dough it's the same damn recipe we're servin up and Barnum indeed, had it all figured out and while Teddy cut the foundation nation few Americans know what this game's about they're thinking of God and the toil of manufacture of Adam Smith pasture, and national rapture of grounds high and moral, of political spoils... a competive, productive, mericratic, hydrofoil but way back when, and at the beginning back when even America wasn't yet winning the people elsewhere, of all race and creed weren't around, and failed to heed the shot heard round the world the starting gun of a modern age the resource race of a thousand grabs the lessons learned from Sun Tzu's page employed to win a race of slavers a nation led through positional favor will no one stop this ancient headless monster? the unilateral, republican corporate sponsor... billions in distress, it's all a fucking mess and all we can do is pass the buck hit the bible, pray for luck you know we're not the ones to give a fuck but at least we're consistent you can judge by our path the proof is in the pudding, you know? the proof is how we act at least we're consistent at least our argument is consistent sufficiently superficial, causes artificial and the truth of the world is still ignored suckener.gif"

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