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The Messieurs, The Masses, The Messes

In our nation, a polar coalition Petrodollars sprawl far from perturbation Our headache – spending the oil boom The long-capped president senses no doom Thirty Gregorian calendars used and dumped The tune up the pharynx metamorphosed and changed Graft and … Continue reading

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