For op’ners,
don’t apologize! Whose fault is it? The other guy’s.
Don’t let ‘em
see you break a sweat! It’s simply not that hot. (Not yet.)
Do not go
leading with your chin! When last we checked, you planned to win.
Don’t ever let ‘em see you drool! "Eschew
saliva!" is the rule.
Your comments
on the elephant that stalks the room? Irrelevant.
Don’t let their fact redact your frame! Prevarication:
that’s your game.
Refuse to let
‘em get your goat! Relax! Just grab ‘em by the throat.
Don’t let ‘em spot
you hugging Nazis! Woods are ‘hoods for paparazzis.
Lastly, if you're racist, lewd, misogynistic, crooked, lewd,
a pederast who’s
juiced on booze…but white male Christian? You can’t lose.
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