Virtue signaling is rampant.

You are quick to point
Do you really have a point?
Words come dribbling out of your mouth
All about being for the south
Taking like first hand they felt
The plight of peoples their forefathers belt
With chains and whips
Stolen riches taken with their ships
Of you loud mouth know it all
Strong and loud keyboard tall
Behind your screen
Your virtues clean?
One finger forward
Four pointing backwards
Look at yourself in the mirror
Your ugly and full of error
Laughing like the world your oyster
It's easy with stolen riches bolster
Buck tooth and witch looking
Wouldn't take a bite of your cooking
No nutrition but poison
We know who you are, history the lesson
Your lies of sharing of wealth
All to make the crowns you wreath
From the wood works you slither down
Like snakes you hide your twisted crown
There's no mercy out compassion
From your empty virtued passion
Quite evident all your greed
Sticking around your words, you dirty weed
Behind closed doors frantic fingers
Your stench rotting as it lingers

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