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AOC Sold Her Body


Flesh, such a tangible assest

Sweat and blood

Piss and shit

Movements until it's dead.

 

Bartender in a city of thirst

Quenching

Working

Until, it was time to sell herself.

 

"Vote for me," she said

They did

Sending her money and faith, loving her smile and speech

 

Body now a part of a larger group of prostitutes

Congress, the house of sin

Fucking for money, stripping the country bare

 

There is a saying, "You get what you pay for..."

A blowjob

Ass reamed

Basically a lot of socialist hot air

 

Real prostitutes make an honest living

Politicians disgrace the profession and should be banned.

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