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An American Poem

Oh, spite and hatred

The tools of wrath and envy.

Lo, how the soldiers of aggression work

At the behest of rage,

And I will smash them all over your face.

And laughter, love, peace

The delight of worlds both known

And those yet yearning for light,

These, the bright spells of Heaven’s pleasure

Are totally for pussies whose asses I will kick.

Let it be that all those might know

These forces and their callings.

For as the blessed gentle souls

And cursed raging ghouls engage,

Together they will hear the choir singing

Get the fuck out of my way.

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