A center console touchscreen made it like driving a video game.
We set off, and like Uncle Maga, I was so proud,
To be sitting above the town, looking down on the crowd.
We passed a park where there was storytime, picnics, and lots -->
We set off, and like Uncle Maga, I was so proud,
To be sitting above the town, looking down on the crowd.
We passed a park where there was storytime, picnics, and lots -->
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It was uplifting to see everyone enjoying their day.
Uncle Maga wanted to get a closer look at storytime,
And he held his gun steady as he spied for any indoctrinating crime.
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But Uncle Maga said he was just protecting her son.
“Quit your liberal woakness, I ain’t going to shoot.
That is, unless, I see some cross-dressin’ fruit.”
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And I’ll tell ya, having Uncle Maga there made it super sweet.
Usually, it’s just Mom and me splitting a burger and fries.
But this time, we had a strong man with us who could point out everyone’s lies.
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Apparently, everyone was out to get me, and only he could drop me the Truth.
We all got our own hamburgers, and no one had to share fries.
Uncle Maga even ordered me a shake, his super sweet surprise.
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On the best burgers in town,
Uncle Maga reached for our hands to pray,
So we could thank the Lord and ask him to bless our day.
Uncle’s righteous words filled me with longing, love, and light,
And that’s when I knew that everything he said was right.
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My favorite server winked at me and asked if there was anything else she could bring.
Uncle’s eyes then snapped from holy to hard,
He slammed his fists down and knocked her off her guard.
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