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These Election Ads Are suffocating

The republicans look like they might sweep the nation this year

Turning the country

Blood red


As the Blue’s

Panic

And drown

In their cries for justice


While I

Smoke some weed

Pet my dog

And blow smoke in all their faces


This democracy

Is competition

And shitty theater

Money wins elections

Not the character of the individuals running

And we all know where the money comes from


So I take another puff

And another pull of beer

And recline in my chair

Without a single fuck

About anything political

I smile

And fall asleep

Just to wake up

In this fucked up world

That they create for me.


-C.H.



 
 
 

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