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He is so elite, and must find peers of substance. He knows his value?
Social mediaincreases greed in many.Can it be a good?
He was no savage, unlike his swarthy neighbours. He only raped sluts.
Divide and rule needsgreedy ignorance to thrive—let the birds return.
Foul is the new fair says the highest of cultures. Swim in the filth pond.
Ensconced in his dream,the king stokes his fat bellyand plays with his shit.
Speak not of the creepbut consume what he provides—oh, to be elite.
The missionaryseeks the purity of flamesand delights in it.
To always be rightdemands a torrent of words—no moon on the pond.
The petard that hoistshas the eternal victim.What tale will he tell?
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