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The Art of Yeee-haw

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  The Art of Yeee-haw Goddamn, let's do a tune called "Hanson Hide," okay?   Goddamn tape's rollin', let's go!   Let's round 'em up!   One, two, three, four! Rollin', rollin', rollin'   Rollin', rollin', rollin'   Keep them Asians movin', movin', movin'   Though they're workin', never complainin'   Don't try to tell me they're not floodin'   We're gettin' swamped! Swamped! SWAMPED! Yippee-yi-yay, burqa in your face!   Yippee-yi-yo-ki-yay, cover up the race!   Hanson hide, yeee-haw! Rollin', rollin', rollin'   Rollin', rollin', rollin'   Keep them Africans out, out, out   They bring disease, that's what she shouts   No refugees, no black South, no doubt   We're gettin' swamped! Swamped! SWAMPED! Yippee-yi-yay, chain-link and hate!   Yippee-yi-yo-ki-yay, keep Australia white!   Hanson hide, yeee-haw! No good Muslims!...
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Game like a Strategic Leader

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In any competitive situation, whether it’s a game, creating art, leading a new initiative, or facing life’s challenges, wisdom and foresight are more important than speed and force. The most significant victories are achieved by those who can see the bigger picture, adapt to change, and remain patient and courageous under pressure.

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John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett, is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via Blogger, YouTube, Flicker, Facebook, Instagram and Deviant Art. 

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