Fire, Blood, Stars
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You now, you little redskin.
I know what I'll do when I grow up.
I'll try to get elected President!
Here's my programme.
When I'm elected, I'll ban pigeons from crapping on our heads:
I'll give all poor people a home.
I'll impose better pay and lower prices
and more support for artists.
I'll give papers to all the undocumented.
I'll make people help the elderly.
I'll teach racists to be intelligent.
I'll stage a revolution! Death to jerks!
For our demands...
