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La théologie pour les Politiciens (Haiku) by wilco

Religious zealot! Place your brown hands in the air. Give me your wallet. Forced to ground zero. Watch the mushroom clouds rise slow. Where are the babies? Presidential words Mean nothing to the blown up. Wash your hands clean now. Into the future Donkey selling free money. Blaming love of force. Into the bleak past The hopeless Christian wanders. Forcing love of blame. What’s a boy to say? If this Haiku offends you You are uptight bitch.

zodiac 18-Apr-04/4:12 PM
I can't believe I'm the emblem of irate ranting on this site. Are you fucking blind??!!! Oh, now I've gone and dirtied myself again.... I hope you're satisfied........




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