Anne Bradstreet

(1612 – 16 September 1672 / Northampton, England)

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  • PORNHUB (4/17/2018 12:39:00 PM)

    I HAVE AUTISM THHSJ MY DOWN SYNDROME FRIENDS AN DNI LAOKE TTO SOOUUCK DIIICK AND LIKEE CUMMM

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  • ANGRY SLAVE MASTER (part of the kkk) (4/17/2018 12:38:00 PM)

    HELP ME FIND MY RUN AWAY SLAVE. HE IS BLACK AND FAT. WE THE KKK SUPPORT GOD AND WHITE POWER. HELP US BRING BLACK LIVES TO THE END.

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  • KU Klux Klan (4/17/2018 12:36:00 PM)

    WE HATE BLACKS, WE WEAR WHITE BLANKETS AND HOODS. WE LOVE WHIPPING BLACKS. LETS TAKE THEM BACK TO AFRICA

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  • Hillary Clinton (4/17/2018 12:36:00 PM)

    I suck D I C K

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  • GRAND DRAGON OF THE KU KLUX KLAN (4/17/2018 12:29:00 PM)

    HELLO EVERBODY WELCOME TO THE ZOO

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  • GRAND DRAGON (4/17/2018 12:25:00 PM)

    KKK FOREVER

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  • Slave Master KKK (4/17/2018 12:25:00 PM)

    White power. Go back to Africa you stupid blacks

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  • Adlof Hitler (4/17/2018 12:23:00 PM)

    Go back to africa

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  • Joseph Stalin (4/17/2018 12:21:00 PM)

    I Eat A S s

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  • Robert E. Lee (4/17/2018 12:18:00 PM)

    Would anyone like some cotton with their koolaid?

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Best Poem of Anne Bradstreet

In Reference To Her Children

I had eight birds hatched in one nest,
Four cocks there were, and hens the rest.
I nursed them up with pain and care,
Nor cost, nor labour did I spare,
Till at the last they felt their wing,
Mounted the trees, and learned to sing;
Chief of the brood then took his flight
To regions far and left me quite.
My mournful chirps I after send,
Till he return, or I do end:
Leave not thy nest, thy dam and sire,
Fly back and sing amidst this choir.
My second bird did take her flight,
And with her mate flew out of sight;
Southward they both their course did ...

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Another

Phoebus make haste, the day's too long, be gone,
The silent night's the fittest time for moan;
But stay this once, unto my suit give ear,
And tell my griefs in either hemisphere.
(And if the whirling of thy wheels don't drown'd)
The woeful accents of my doleful sound,
If in thy swift carrier thou canst make stay,
I crave this boon, this errand by the way,
Commend me to the man more loved than life,