Poems from obunga
He was a good white boy until he found Wanda in the bed with tyrone Grayden wasn't happy and yelled at tyrone tyrone cracked his skull open
he was a black male
In a land down under Their corpses lay Compressed under the weight One Thousand souls A hundred thousand more All lost to time But with...
Obunga ate my baby Nash stole my teeth I gave you the 10 israelis Now give me something to eat