Dumb shits. You called my flag garbage. Does the artist sketch of the football player that took the air out of the balls look familiar? Nine ant hills on my way to work every morning. Tunneling through our planet with advanced technology. The face in my woods of that big antman behind the iron curtain. Is this who you want you children to serve? Is this what you want to enslave them to? Native land. Mt. Si. And im the crazy log lady? Get the flock off my rock. My blood. My DNA. My bone. My rock. My family. My family was here first and my families here to stay. The face of the evil behind tbat iron curtain.
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