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Hate Goes Marching On

Mine eyes have seen the gory
of the coming of the hordes;
white nationalists in pick-up trucks
with guns and hate on board.
We've loosed the hateful anger
of the terrible white hoard hordes;
our hate goes marching on.
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Hate Goes Marching On

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