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A Ballsy Tradition
There was no bullying at my school,
It was called dodgeball—oh, so cruel!
We’d throw balls with great might,
Hitting targets just right,
And the game? Well, it was nobody's rule!
Wednesday 9th April 2025 5:32 pm
Vodka Novichok
Putin, with power so bold,
Made enemies vanish, we're told.
With vodka, a sip,
And a poisonous grip,
He'd silence them—brutal and cold.
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