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It’s all a giant witch hunt.
There’s nothing here to see. It’s him... No, her... Or maybe them... But surely can’t be me. I’ve done nothing amiss. No clearly, nothing’s wrong. Hide the horns upon my head Where this halo must belong. I’ll show you who’s the witch. I’ll tell you who to charge. “Hillary for prison!” My motto by and large. “Lock her up!” Give me the key Collusion is the crime. Corrupt in every aspect. Impending prison time. But not for me, Oh no sir-ee I’m innocent you’ll see. This witch hunt is illegal ‘Cuz it's bad publicity.
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Poetry by: AsherahAlthough she was selectively edited out of the Bible two thousand years ago, she raises her voice for women today in hopes of a better tomorrow, as she makes waves of change, one poem at a time. Archives
May 2020
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