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Peace Past the Puppets


Do we REALLY have to do this?

Come on, man—let it go!

If Hannity pulled this same damn shit,

I’d still hate the fucking show.

You don’t have to like the man who’s in the office,

But all this yap must go.

Love them all, let spirits grow,

Stand with spine, not puppet’s thrall,

Free our land from all this brawl,

Rise above, let wisdom flow,

Cast off rage, let calm bestow,

Peace at last—just let it go.

 

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