Tie a Yellow Ribbon on the Ball and Chain in the Old Oak Tree
I’m comin’ home, I’ve done my time Now I’ve got to know what is and isn’t mine…” The people has spoken and punctuated it with rage that drove the final nails to the coffin of the Yellowtards’ political dreams. A seething anger to be exact. It has been the goal of the Yellows-turned-Pink for six…
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