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Effaced Politicians


FUCK POLITICIANS.

those consummate con-artists

Engaging one is like playing 

to have sex with a serpent's tongue

Especially when cunning linguists

always win arguments.

Still, call your local publican

and let's get them laid down.

Offer him some overhead

and to get stoned by his aide.

I'm sure it would suit his suits 

just fine to do you the same

if you don't lightly tread.

Especially if you're black man,

or just don't lack enough melanin 

He's already pronounced you dead

Rest assured though 

I'm not deceived to believe

all politicians kill men

Women get murdered too,

men call the crime abortion instead. 

Misconceptions about missed conceptions

who's arms could bear more corrections 

problems with rights written at night 

when you let politicians speak for your bed.

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Ezra Dascrybe

A young man seeking to master the native tongue of his Peoples. Illustrate my visions Dance the pain away Poetry is potently parsed to portray my faith.

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