Don't shove your ideals of sacredness down my throat,
Because it feels stinky and bitter and
I might puke on your face.
Don't shove your ideals of your supremacy down my throat,
Because it feels heavy and rough and
I might puke on your face.
Don't shove your ideals of your nobility down my throat,
Because it feels creepy and itching and
I might puke on your face.
Don't shove your ideals of your godliness down my throat,
Because it feels dusty and useless and
I might puke on your face.
Don't shove your ideals of your dual face down my throat,
Because it feels hallucinating and high and
I might puke on your face.
Don't shove your ideals of your selective cleanliness down my throat,
Because it feels sticky and disgusting and
I might puke on your face.
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