The primary feathers of the Turkey Vote:
Welcome to your Twilight Zone
Where life is beautiful and white and sterile, with happy faces and
dubious races. Stand in line and face the squad, a knife, a hatchet, a
cleaver, and a sword, and twiddle your thumbs or suckly pacify yourself
as you wait, yes, you wait, you shall always wait for the drumming to
start, the marching down the way, the goose-stepping with a turkey trot
hoping you won't fall down.
Oh Yes! It is it's all for you,
the muck and ruck and tuck you in bed. Don't ask me to help, I ready
yelped and smelt the roasting long before you passed yourself into the
pen, where you can no longer send or pen or bend anything at all....
'Cause you're trapped.
Welcome to your Twilight Zone
Where life is beautiful and white and sterile, with happy faces and
dubious races. Stand in line and face the squad, a knife, a hatchet, a
cleaver, and a sword, and twiddle your thumbs or suckly pacify yourself
as you wait, yes, you wait, you shall always wait for the drumming to
start, the marching down the way, the goose-stepping with a turkey trot
hoping you won't fall down.
Oh Yes! It is it's all for you,
the muck and ruck and tuck you in bed. Don't ask me to help, I ready
yelped and smelt the roasting long before you passed yourself into the
pen, where you can no longer send or pen or bend anything at all....
'Cause you're trapped.
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