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Let’s stick together, fend off
We used to be an “other” long ago,
but not me that was my
progenitor, not me—let’s go!
I’d rather be dead than caught
in the web; liberal diversity’s not
for me, I’m a Christian, just
the type who’s white, ticked
and armed, so back off.
Someone once challenged my
right to kill. They were invading
my house, so I had to defend, but
in the army learned that shooting
for the torso of a human was
defending so killed him.
One must defend one’s family—
which is everything. Blood relations,
keeping America white.
They say this was native American
before it was white European but I
kinda’ think that’s Fake News.
I ignore God when I want to
and cheer at Liberals’ defeat,
this is a war and I wanna win so
let’s kill as much as we need to
Stop ‘em at the border, kill
‘em if we must, build a wall,
Jews will not replace us. Divide
and conquer’s not the devil’s
Let’s go to the rally! Are you going?
So much winning; I love it
how we won all those wars.
Vietnam was fake news, we won
Kennedy had it coming, I love
CIA movies and their covert ops,
I wish I could take one now,
see all those babies separated from
their mothers at the border,
I’m Christian but the kind that
likes White Jesus, and sick
of the politically correct brown
one they cook up downtown
in what will become a sanctuary
city if we don’t spread Trump
fever fast and build that damn