Our Roundup is coming after my death you might agree

Do you feel what you do is the right thing
Glyphosate you bought a tin
You can’t bend your back
Or forage the wild plants
No you launch your attack
Roundup is hellish its evil
It’s ugly it’s permanent,it
Gets into the body of children of babies
Really it’s yes Satans shit

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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