Ugly sweltering lies
Embrace your soul
Feeding the hate like flies
Your lost mind wanders
Along the path to the hole
Darkly as the heart blunders
Covered with its residue
The hate has no control
Clinging to the liberal view
You spread lies like honey
On the top of baked pork roll
Pork means the taxpayers money
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