by Melvin, a beagle
The toiling masses with their burdens and effluvia need not decide my personal liberties.
Making mistakes and learning from one’s decisions is only natural for humanity, but the sad fact is that we are beleagured by sub-humans. Their hollow cries for vengeance jar my ear, just as a wine that has soured rapes the palate. Ignore their talk, straight from Bedlam.
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