Hantavirus ship
Proves the “New World Order” guys
Must be introverts
Hantavirus ship
Proves the “New World Order” guys
Must be introverts
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I’m not so concerned about politicians
With approval rates at historical lows.
Instead I’m concerned that armed rebellion
Is still unpopular, but hey, that’s how it goes.
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Meritocracy
Is what happens when you give
White kids scholarships.
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My friend parked in the special spots
With the picture of Professor Xavier.
If he stayed, he’d get a ticket
So I became his savior.
“You’re not allowed to park there,” I said.
“It’s reserved for people with disabilities
“Like fans of foreign movies
“And those who say ‘white fragility.’”
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If they say “duck” then you’re in luck.
If they say “goose” you must vamoose.
If they say “I will reduce carbon emissions”
You’re playing with future politicians.
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If, instead of using eugenics
To get a particular color of eye,
They bred for noses that never get stuffy
We’d think better of small-mustache guy.
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Today I taught a first-grade class
And of the 18 kids
Six were joys, six were invisible,
And six blew off their lids.
So one of three will be successful
And one in three will be cute
And one in three do nothing, but loudly
Which is just who the Feds will recruit.
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If you ask my pronouns
I’ll answer with a smile.
If you tell me yours
I’ll sprint at least a mile.
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Ride on! Ride on brave warriors!
To doom and glory ye harken.
Your hope burns bright though every night
And day the skies doth darken.
Ride on! Ride on our guardians
To wherever you might go
For someone hath misused my pronouns
And their error to them you must show.
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