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Take me to Your Leader

By Mother CombsPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Sit, Hooman

Listen well

I’m here to take control

Of this poor pathetic

Excuse of a planet

You call home

So you will take me to your leader

That I may finish my mission

And go home

To be celebrated

A hero among my kind

Tell me where to find your leader

The one they call the Milk Man.

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Mother Combs

Come near, sit a spell, and listen to tales of old as I sit and rock by my fire. I'll serve you some cocoa and cookies as I tell you of the time long gone by when your Greats-greats once lived.

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    Written by Mother Combs