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They do not know their blood,
no achievements yet to date,
with a long list of atrocities,
there is no controlling their weight.
They are not easily moved,
their body far from straight
be broke if not for Jews,
exercise doth frustrate.
Gut hangs ugly and low,
with a Walrus you may conflate
to the foreskin an early blow,
to Yahweh they must donate.
The mart they must go,
their bowels they cannot abate
trousers don't even hang low,
a fowl stench now cultivate
A mystery it remains
the American we must obviate
