Impure Thoughts

Posted by Toph on November 24, 2007, at 15:38:26

Mastering the Plan
God's chosen few
Spread near and far
Traditions strange to some
Find h*be and jew
Stuff in a car
Let's make their number none
And find the gays,
All f*gs and d*kes
They're rightly labelled queers
We'll end their ways
Reduce their likes
And quash our latent fears
Lest we forget
The crazy ones
Who mutter, twitch and cry
You won't regret
So aim your guns
Insane and feable die
Cull the herd
Of foreign genes
It weakens our pure race
Be brave, be sirred
And by all means
Now all will have my face

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Impure Thoughts Toph 11/24/07
^^Sorry, trying to fix the typos printed it twice (nm) Toph 11/25/07
Toph, you are a poet susan47 11/28/07
Re: Thoughts » susan47 Toph 11/28/07
Hey, » susan47 Toph 11/28/07
Re: Hey, Toph susan47 11/30/07
Thank you. (nm) » Toph susan47 11/30/07
Re: desire Toph 11/30/07

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