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Astride a camel, the blonde princess of the West showed the world her brand.
Shoot her in the head to show her who is the boss. That’s the way to thrive.
Dangle the trinkets and watch the weak go insane— emperor’s delight.
The will that triumphs is a will manufactured. Who does what to whom?
He was no savage. Unlike his swarty 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.
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