You,
Stupid old man.
Everything you stood for,
Was with corrupt agenda.
No more association with you,
You didn't need to know who I am.
Anyway.
Now look at you,
You old fart.
Helpless and alone,
All your worth in the dirt.
I'm glad you're dead,
You dug your grave,
With hate,
All you ever did is gone.
You dead old man,
Die and die again.
The world is better off
Forgetting you.
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