I'M TIRED OF SLIME TOO
So then, the aim of a gun is to
shoot straight? But do guns really
have aims, or just handlers? I'd
think I'd want to know - if I
really cared; but I don't.
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I'm tired of it, all. I'm tired
of the twist everything is given:
swirl on a stick, new ice-cream
with a drip. I'm tired of trans-gender,
and large people, screeching their
new mentality, usurping a country
now already long gone.
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In all indefensible to me, even if
you come forth to defend it and
show I'm wrong. I'm not wrong,
I'm just tired - of having to bend
to the sleaze that I see. That ain't
me. I'm tired of all that I see.
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Put up a fence at all borders, yes.
Put up a fence at the Mississippi
too, and the Rio Grand and the
Hudson and the Yazoo. Fence
them all in, not out. That'll do.
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