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Who Cares?


I wish I could see the sea But I’m landlocked in this city Omaha’s is just fine And even if I had something to do With all of my free time I would probably just stream Netflix and Hulu Stay home on the weekends And Bing watch TV Nature may be beautiful to you But beauty can also be A giant crane building a skyscraper Fuck the animals, fuck the woods I want to see more neighborhoods With many exotic restaurants To order out when I am drunk I don’t care if the world burns It really does not concern The way that I live my life I eat a prime rib every night Throw away my car batteries Into the Missouri river I’m a conservative We live for today We don’t care about tomorrow That’s someone else’s problem Al Gore can go fuck a duck Shove his Nobel Prize up his butt And I’ll live my life the way I want
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I’m just a blue collar guy from Omaha, Nebraska. I like punk rock and foreign art house movies but I’m catholic and a conservative who voted for Trump. It puts me at odds with all the artsy hipsters. I don’t really fit in anywhere. Artsy people are all atheists and liberals and conservatives don’t like the art I like. Being different sucks. I really don’t get along with anyone.

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