Fitting In

My uncle was a dyed-in-the-wool fascist

Oh good

Good what?

That he died in the war.

In any way shape or form
I’m no way snake nor fawn
Each and every one of us
To all intents and purposes
(and those in tents and porpoises)
Complete and utter disregard
It beggars sheer belief
Dyed in the wool
Died in the wall
Card carrying
Certain segment of society
It’s the law
Ignorance is no excuse
Rules for thee
And not for me
Speak toward
Spoken on
Morally bankrupt
Dog whistle
Main character syndrome


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