absolutely nothing

this is a really shitty poem...im just sluggishly crawling thru this coz my brain is not operating.

republican superstars

in their patriotic sportscars

fashionably narrow-minded

its IN to be blinded

its a sin to fight it

you cant resist the new world order

theyll catch you before you reach the border

the fashion police the thought police

cant pay the rent and/or the lease

((IN this season: sweatshop fleece))

.......2....

raised to be grateful that we have this society

raised to appreciate the hate; but hate the rioting

the thought police are closing in

the greasy smog; the sky rains tin

going nowhere getting nowhere saying nothing

waiting for the telephone to ring

waiting for the birds to sing

for something ; for anything

the world is on fire

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