Traitors the lot
High on brain rot
Pledge their love supreme
to the idiot king
And on his death bed
He skull fucks their head
Robbing them blind
While they opine
The joys of being emasculated
And how he loves the poorly educated
His master race
And when he spits in their face
They continue to yearn
And gleefully watch the country burn
T.C
(2026)
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