Logic's Lustful Night Shapiro's Argumentative Assault

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  • Опубликовано: 9 фев 2025
  • #economy #economics #benshapiro #love #freemarket
    In a dark alleyway, the night was grim
    A sinister laugh, my fate looked dim
    Sixteen and scared, I took a twisted path
    A shortcut home, into the aftermath
    Ben Shapiro's laugh, a chilling sound
    From behind a trash can, he did abound
    With rhetoric sharp, he made his demand
    A triumph of the market, his supply at hand
    I spoke of wealth, and power's might
    But he just grinned, ready for a fight
    "Your resistance only makes me stronger,"
    His conclusions, I could take no longer
    Throbbing treatises, slapping me with facts
    Steamy citations, piercing through the cracks
    Rock hard data, breaking my defense
    In a puddle of rhetoric, lost all sense
    He rammed his words down my throat with force
    Twisting my thoughts, no room for remorse
    Huge arguments, too big to grasp
    My tight virgin brain struggled to clasp
    Founder facts, he pulled and jammed
    Relentless logic, my spirit slammed
    Round after round, hot sticky logic poured
    In agony, I lay, my mind was floored
    "Your resistance only makes me stronger,"
    His conclusions, I could take no longer
    Throbbing treatises, slapping me with facts
    Steamy citations, piercing through the cracks
    Rock hard data, breaking my defense
    In a puddle of rhetoric, lost all sense
    Nine months later, a conservative birth
    His planted ideas, gave me new worth
    I tried to abort, but they took root
    In a puddle of rhetoric, I found my loot
    From liberal dreams to a neocon path
    Shapiro's logic, ignited my wrath
    Now born again, with a different view
    In the free market, my beliefs grew
    Throbbing treatises, slapping me with facts
    Steamy citations, piercing through the cracks
    Rock hard data, breaking my defense
    In a puddle of rhetoric, lost all sense
    Weeping, defeated, I lay on the ground
    Virile ideas, deep inside me, found
    Invisible hand, guiding my fate
    Market's demand, no room for debate
    Facts and logic, a relentless tide
    In the free market, I now confide
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