He was a dog

These truths, the ones I'm anchored to, but in proximity don't live in! Oh where oh were has the underdog gone. I can't imagine myself cheering on a sniper saboteur laying fore a personal vendetta. I can live as an indignant to passive overt overthrow of my country's family, tradition, fore-ever! My allegiance to arm fore indentation, to abrupt unifying infringements, and New Jersey, having given up it's rights to Constitutional living. Ah, sweet Jersey, rise my old friends. I miss my brothers in Jersey! And the women showed class, how to live.