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Dear Mr. President

A leech,
A finger on your head
Ready to be pinched
How do you go to bed?
Sucking,
Until your face turns blue
Emptying pockets
Can’t hide from the truth
While you’re carousing,
We’re browsing
We’ll out you too

julietrebourn Uncategorized Leave a comment January 9, 2018January 9, 2018 1 Minute
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