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Created on: October 07, 2009
Hipster
Some people call me a hipster
Love-all drifter
And I am
Because I like the fags
The negras
and the peckerwood lefties
But they don't know
I love my racists
hatemonger Christian sobs as well.
In the dark
who cares if you bow to jesus
or Darwin
Suffer you so
like us all
and that's what makes us Brothers
and Sisters
I like the women too
Regardless of what my pa thinks about
You all, softies that is.
In another world
Another time
We will all get along.
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