No extremist was I
There was a cause I was fighting for
An issue at stake
One fine autumn day my mother was Russia and I was Biden
I called her entourage and said I wanted a meeting but they giggled behind my back and so my mother and I went our separate ways
I ate Jerusalem in tiny bite sized pieces but my mother told me in no uncertain terms that I had to share
So I divided what I had left into two between the east and the west, calmly composed myself and went in search of Oriental studies.
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