Once Again I Note Your Sentimental Attachment to “Values” and “Norms” and Reject It Utterly October 16, 2019October 16, 2019 iambanapestchildren, death, death cult, die every day, gay, GOP, Grand Old Party, LGBTQ, limerick, morality, morality play, norms, of color, people, persons, poem, poetry, prey, racism, Republicans, sentimental, the best people, transgender, Trump, values, womenLeave a comment Image
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