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I address to the garverment of my country
You, morons, with the wood brain,
Sawdust your heads contain,
Listen to me, you damn bloody fools,
Lift your asses from the stools!
Go! Toddle of hobble to do good deeds!
Grow fruitful seeds!
Moderate your own greed!
Find out what people need!
Feed the children and old men!
Heal the children from cancer and then
Build the roads and give the gas!
I want my country to be superclass.
Eno...
Tuesday 23rd April 2019 1:24 pm
Everyone chooses for himself ...
Everyone chooses for himself:
A woman, a religion, and the path.
You can serve the devil or the lass.
Everyone chooses for himself.
Everyone chooses for himself:
A word for love or just a prayer,
A sword for the duel, shelter as a lair.
Everyone chooses for himself.
Everyone chooses for himself:
Shield and armor, staff and a hat.
The service to the greed...
Friday 19th April 2019 7:50 pm
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