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Schizophrenic Lover feat. America
Contributed by
RowanFiorilli
on
Thursday, 10th November 2011 @ 04:40:53 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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America, youre my sugar daddy. My Christmas wants are growing longer. America? Why is the best news I can get comes from John Stewart? Instead of labeling our teargas Made in America put that on cheap, plastic toys, because I want to feel patriotic while playing with Spongebob. America I hate football. I burn DVDs and give them to my friends. I watch copyrighted material on Youtube. Both my parents are gay. America, I know that doesnt mean anything. Please dont leave me. Dont hit me anymore. Do you even have a plan? Buy me a cheeseburger, America. Please stop picking on the Middle East. Youre so selfish. God, what a Nazi youve been lately. I read on the Internet: Obamas birth certificate is a lie. Also, Charlie Sheen aint comin back. America, I heard the gunshots after Richard Poplawski killed three policemen. I didnt care. Everyone is so cynical. Did you know Trump is our next prez? America, I think Obamacare could save lives which puts me in line with all 50% of you. Maybe we need to quantify the media. They say 80% of the worlds population believes statistics are 99% accurate, even when 60% of the intended audience thought it was crap. Did you know 20% of statistics are made up on the spot? Thats why the poet never lies. America, youd never lie, would you? Who am I kidding; I heard about Guantanamo Bay. America, I am not so nave as when you last saw me. You came like a Chinas Santa Man, bringing sacrifices of cheap, plastic toys. I WILL RECITE THE FLAG BUT I WILL NOT trust you anymore. America, buy me an Ipod. I know you really want to be like Japan and France That Middle East should try being a Superpower, see how they like it. Dont cry, America. Ill protect you from them Muslims and homos. Them Muslims are bombing NYC tonight. America, I sympathize with Al Qaedas wife and children. Thank you for letting me trash you in front of him. Ill let you out on leash if you promise not to extort. America, you are my slave. America, Im performing CPR on your lungs, that is, the mass inflation and oil prices and companies transferred overseas. We need each other. Dont die. Dont die.
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RowanFiorilli
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2011-11-10 04:40:53] (Date/Time posted on
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