an ode to the anglo (poetry)

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The eternal Anglo,

protects what he hates,

lampoons what he loves,

builds what he thinks is lacking, and

rebuilds what he thinks lays in disrepute,

He destroys what he perceives as his equal, his rival or any threat.

Dissent is met with a fiery death,

But only if he's mad...

A tidy death awaits...

But only if he's sad.

Such is the Anglo...

Night by night, Year by year, Century after century,

until he is no more.

Suddenly he sits alone and wonders How did it come to be?

The eternal Anglo, can lays motionless, he can no longer see...

The Anglo.

 

[sub6manletnozygos]

The eternal Anglo,

protects what he hates,

lampoons what he loves,

builds what he thinks is lacking, and

rebuilds what he thinks lays in disrepute,

He destroys what he perceives as his equal, his rival or any threat.

Dissent is met with a fiery death,

But only if he's mad...

A tidy death awaits...

But only if he's sad.

Such is the Anglo...

Night by night, Year by year, Century after century,

until he is no more.

Suddenly he sits alone and wonders How did it come to be?

The eternal Anglo, can lays motionless, he can no longer see...

The Anglo.

Perhaps it is a

foolish thing to doubt, that this shall come to be.

As ghoulish things linger and whisper silly salacious songs of Solomon's sin.

 

[fuxkdakikez]

why do you type in bold

 

[sub6manletnozygos]

why do you type in bold

Because I'm a retarded subhuman trying to stand out and I think the contrast between regular text and bold is amusing, when congruently paired with my high t AVI of Sartre.
Its also an exercise in propaganda/social experiment (will other people start to mimic me?)

 

[sub6manletnozygos]

This was a luck luster response to my poetry. I am disappointed in looksmax.org.

 

[sub6manletnozygos]

Will the contemporary Englishman ever wake up or is this his fate?

 

[sub6manletnozygos]

The eternal Anglo,

protects what he hates,

lampoons what he loves,

builds what he thinks is lacking, and

rebuilds what he thinks lays in disrepute,

He destroys what he perceives as his equal, his rival or any threat.

Dissent is met with a fiery death,

But only if he's mad...

A tidy death awaits...

But only if he's sad.

Such is the Anglo...

Night by night, Year by year, Century after century,

until he is no more.

Suddenly he sits alone and wonders How did it come to be?

The eternal Anglo, can lays motionless, he can no longer see...

The Anglo.

Wow just realized there a spelling mistake.

The eternal Anglo, can lays motionless, he can no longer see...

It should be

The eternal Anglo, lays motionless, he can no longer see...

 

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