ah, whatever
this is lysping
like the wind and the tarps and the rocking out
spoken word
this is lynching
like the rich white mainland boys from the valley
dripping with anticipation of accomplishment
this is lying
like the ramblings of a pinko commie lost at sea
on the internet?s waspy waters
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