Read a fic where Hollanov do call each other #myshane and #myilya and it was a zombie au I 🤌🤌🤌
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Read a fic where Hollanov do call each other #myshane and #myilya and it was a zombie au I 🤌🤌🤌
THEIR TAX BROKE OUR BACKS -- a poem and song by Bill Kochman
#Poetry #Poem THEIR TAX BROKE OUR BACKS by Bill Kochman 10-24-2025 I'm really sick of all their taxes, Yeah, those G-men with their axes. Take a cut here, another one there, Man, I so want to pull out my hair! What really gives them their right, There's no way you can even fight. If paying your taxes you ever fail, Just like that you wind up in jail. The rich live well, we all know why, Constantly robbing the little guy. We work so hard just to get our pay, But then a huge chunk is taken away. Dare complain, a patriot you're not, Don't you get mad at all their rot? Just like that half my check is gone, Makes me feel just like their pawn. They say our money funds public works, But I don't trust those G-men jerks. I need to see proof with my own eyes, Because I am tired of all their lies. Many roads and bridges in disrepair, But the rich dudes don't really care. The water mains still made with lead, Just look at all those folks now dead. Sure, we escaped from old King George, Yet on our dollars, elite still gorge. Maybe that old master we did switch, But new one's still got a greedy itch. Thus from dawn to dusk we all do sweat, But where your money goes don't forget. In their high towers they sit and dine, But like a prodigal we sit with swine.
ironically i don’t come here
Dio c’è.
Se c’è la fica c’è.
Solo lui poteva inventare
una cosa così
che piace a tutti
in ogni luogo,
ci pensiamo anche se non ci pensi,
appena tu la tocchi cambi faccia.
Che momento! Lungo o corto non si sa.
Fa anche dei miracoli,
per chiamarla
a un muto
gli è tornata la voce.
Ah se potessi spiegarmi ma
è difficile
come parlare del nascere e del morire.
Cesare ZAVATTINI,
"I hope you eventually live the life you want to live, and I hope nothing haunts you for too long, and I hope you're kind to yourself".
.:Ghost:.
Mein heutiges Warmup ist wieder Fanart zu ner Story.😊 Da kommt noch etwas Farbe dazu.
Ghost by @opheliagreif 💕
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