Post #1786102
2026-04-17 06:42 UTC
Well, something goеs tink when the cardrige is spent
Where do you think all your cartilage went?
Boots on the ground, boots on the ground
Now who the hell are these federal pricks?
Hiding in the Senate like a bloated-ass tick
Air-conditioned fuckstick loafers
Sittin' in a room full of army posters
A coal to a diamond, a vote into law
They campaign up all the blood they can draw
Mold your world, a soldier's just clay
How much does every soldier weigh?
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@allsumnull@mastodon.cloud 2026-04-17 06:42
Cut you at the ankles and they throw that ass away Boots on the ground Cold and hot as Satan's hoof Spinning on the world, I'm hiding on a roof I kill a brown man I never ass knew Choked on spit and then he turned blue He spattered black blood, he rolled Fin out