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2020 Election Death'o'Democrazy NightMare Dream

Grief synonymous wit transfiguration
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �that comes a'guised in death.
Yet all is calm, quiet in the �factor'ies.
Meltdown from a shutdown or "is it" � � � �t'other way'round ?
� � � � Money or people? wit corrupt economy'kapital,
� � � � goose layin' (olden) egg, as the Gold Standard is way passe.
� �Gotta run it all on toiletpaper-strength imaginary credit, so's
� � � � � � � � � � � �the wealth (wealthy) will never be compromised.
But the real people? �The better to fuck them wit....dopey dupes dey be.

prayspeak all'o yo mercies when
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �th'lections all come betabulated,
& prayspeak, �some One throws a petulant, adolescent fit gettin
them �proudboys militias QnonQs brainfucked (patr'idiot) minions to a
2nd
Civil War wit they's basemental hid auto'play quickshot play'things,
� � � � � � � acting out G.I.Joey prophecy to Save this
o,o,o, azz'hole sweet (OUR country!) nation ('tis'o thee, ~~motherfucker~~!)
� � � � � Sweetland of Li'ber'ty------------freedom + justice for All (thee)
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �whiteboy Foundling Fa'thers.....

(Look! I'm immune! (you fucking fools....this country's full of imbeciles.
� � � � � � � � � �That's why I'm so Rich") )

O, whatta Poem, watta POOM we got us here.
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� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �lord. i hates it (this po'em).
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � �Trash
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � it � � �away, �Mildred. � In thee
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �Eee'ternal dustbin
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � deep.
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