It's spread amongst the air and by other means,
In the water and food supply, it surely seems,
Wow, these powers, must want us to die,
Their poison is covert, we turn a blind eye.
How many blood clots emerged from vaccines?
What medication destroys minds and dreams?
Smells funky like clothes on pot headed teens.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: January 7th, 2025 02:37
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Is that gin in that bottle? And am I on the gin?! lol.
Haha possibly.
Waitrose seem to be always 'on the gin, sherry, wine, etc'. I have to make do with co-op fizzy water! lol.
The poison silently seeps in to everything , until by the time we have noticed it is to late, enjoyed the read
Indeed, thanks again.
You re very welcome
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