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False diplomacy masking endless aggression seems the winner’s way.
Ask the wrong questions and get those useless answers— it does pass the time.
Russians spoiled my milk, and I must have my revenge. The West will save me.
Shoot her in the head to show her who is the boss. That’s the way to thrive.
Disturbing others stabilized his fragile self. But fresh meat was scarce.
Always performing his breathtaking competence left him quite the fool.
He was no savage, unlike his swarthy neighbours. He only raped sluts.
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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