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NO ACCOUNTABILITY

NO ACCOUNTABILITY

A little fine for someone in her position...

She can keep her seat...

She has to be saying...

See nothing to it...

A little slap on the wrist...

The people probably paid it...

Some people are calling it just some pocket change...

I guess what we're being taught...

You want to live a corrupt life...

Steal other peoples money...

Do anything you want anytime you want...

Anyway you want...

Get a Job in Congress...

That's where you'll thrive...

Just keep your Piggy Bank handy with your loose change...

​​​​​I mean other peoples change...

You know what I mean...

Just in case...

You don't even have to be there...

You call just yell from the Street...

You can Drink on the Job...

You can do Drugs in the White House...
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You just have to get Elected or Appointed...

Wait awhile you just may need to Fill out an Application...

Just be sure you put you want to set Murderers free...

You don't want to pay for Police...

Basically, just say you're crazy...

Otherwise, you won't get hired...

Let out a few Murderers from Jail...

You'll be in like Flint...

Be Generous with your Race Card...

Use it every chance you get...

White people no need to Apply...

You're not getting a Job...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

 

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A few Tips,added...

Good Luck in your New Position...

Congratulations!

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