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Poor, Poor, MAGA...

Red-pilled hard o'er the back O the couch  
by peerage lingo and its pixie dust,  
the working hard or hardly working grouch  
ran his brain away in crack wanderlust  
when poor Mexicans were too much for him  
and his Harley-Davidson freeDUMB fries  
juicing workouts in his vendetta gym  
of gold plated lifetime sneaker supplies  
overpricing reps on his grievance load,  
which will not fit into his custom trucks,  
often seen churning every public road  
where he don't give his toddler tantrum fucks  
and cost of meth and pride, before the fall,  
says just how much he can afford it all.
Written by MidnightSonneteer
Published | Edited 5th Mar 2024
Author's Note
Can anyone here spare a dollar for a poor old motorhead?
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