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Rosey Lee Mission

Sections of being concentrated.
Connected by a straight line.

Land.
Landed.
Landed on another's  land.

Consumer.
Mayonnaise dreams of power.

Divide,conquer and rule the fools.
Till the end of time.

On the twelfth hour.
We'll sell them booze,and rusty trinkets.
In return for their gold, diamonds and land,and knowledge.

Then,as soon as the drink takes hold.
We'll slit their throats,lynch them.
As they watch us rape their women and children.

And then.
Wait for it!

We'll shoot them one-hundred times in their heads. Just to make sure they're dead.

Can't trust these resilient animals.
And we must beat them down.

Oiii!- let me Fuck the dog first.
Then you can chop of its four legs,
for our lunch.
So go and make me a cup of Rosey Lee.









(c)SukiSushiCrown.16-03-2024
Written by Sukisushicrown
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