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Durand Jones & The Indications - Morning in America

Good Morning America!
Please permit Me to set My record straight
While I was most certainly born into the clutches 
Of a deeply disturbed Viper
That delighted in (not so secretly) stalking Me with a vengence 
For SIXTY-TWO XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXing YEARS!

I'm steady Pimping
Because it ALL BACKFIRED!!!

I still enjoyed a Wonderful Life
How many oppressed , degraded, persecuted
Raped!
Reviled!
Rebuked!
Wo/men 
Graduate #37 out of #637

How many can say they enjoyed a stellar career as a Great Teacher?
TEACHER OF THE YEAR!

i can assure you, very few

Now, the imp still scoffs at Me
From her dirty rotting grave
Glaring
Bragging about what s/he successfully robbed Me off

Sure,  you MURDERED My grandfather and a countless number of My kin

So!
You ruined every career WE fought valiantly to have
Why?
Because you chose to be INCESTUOUS!
You chose to be a foul Pedophile!

Dumb, ignorant bitch , you didn't win

And that damn faggot you hooked me up with
May have interested your common ass
Not Me

No Never!
Too damn dumb!
Unteachable!
Unreachable!

Just Trash!
Sub-hue-man TRASH

Why?

He can't tell the TRUTH

Never Trust Him

Never forget he has register as a major Sex Offender every where he goes.

Know your worth
Some wo/men are just meant to be sperm and egg donors

SHUN THE VERY PRESENCE OF EVIL!

COME YE OUT FROM AMONG THEM!

COME JESUS!

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