CPAC

Oh, say can you CPAC,
By the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hailed,
At the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars,
Through the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched,
Were so gallantly streaming.
And the rocket’s red glare,
The AR-15 muzzle flashes in air,
Gave proof through the night,
That the NRA was still there.
Oh say does that NRA banner yet wave,
Over our nation’s Capitol and the beholden lawmakers?

Trump must go

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