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Beautiful friend This is the end My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end I’ll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be So limitless and free Desperately in need...of some...stranger’s hand In a...desperate land
Lost in a roman...wilderness of pain And all the children are insane All the children are insane Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There’s danger on the edge of town Ride the king’s highway, baby Weird scenes inside the gold mine Ride the highway west, baby
... The blue bus is callin’ us The blue bus is callin’ us Driver, where you taken’ us -- Jim Morrison
This is the end for the criminal junta. Sure, more sequellae follow, but the rest is epilogue. This is the end for the Norquist treason. This is the end to foreign policy by and for the theocratic oligarchs.
This is the end to the anti-science, climate wrecking whorehouse government. This is the end, my beautiful friends.
And if they don't resign and leave peacefully, I quote another line from Jim Morrison...
"They got the guns, but we got the numbers."
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