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red men ace yeah well what do you expect him & cooley they’re in cahoots i mean open yr eyes fer chrissake bloody reds course they stick together they want ya tuh believe they are harmless they got bad press Dracula he’s just a poor misunderstood little boy don’t you believe it they’re bloody well dangerous contagious is what they know damn well what they’re up to you ask me, wanna stuff their faces & don’t lift a finger to earn it want a piece of yr pro perty is what in perpetuity can’t wait to lay a hand on it got to hand it to them on a platter it’s public enterprise and nothing but want it so bad they can taste it them & them bleedin’ heart liberals The Poetry of Dennis Cooley / 43 ...

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