Promoting crime
They live high
On the dime.
Spinning racial hate
They rage and rant
Inciting false debate.
Then cried, making up
False accusations,
Burning reputations
Till all good
Was burned at
Its base,
Then sang a song
Composed with
Crocodile tears
And crow's feet,
That all personal
Liberties, did defeat,
Creating a country
Of stupid rules.
For ungrateful,
Fools.
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