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A Song Of A Born Again Progressive

When I was in my twenties,
I tarred my face in black-
But now I'm progressive
And take my errors back.

I never liked those faggots,
Those trannies and the dykes-
But I'm progressive now
And I can see the light.

The Negroes, the Hispanics-
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A Song Of A Born Again Progressive
Saturday, October 26, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: political,political humor
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