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announcement spam marks the final stage of group death
And id like to tell a story so come inside, I'll tell you how I became a statistic of genocide
In Weimar Germany born and raised, in the ghetto where I spent most of my days.
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool... playing some stickball outside of the the school.
When some axis powers, who were discontent, started making trouble on my continent
They invaded one little country and my mum got scared, she said "you're moving with your auntie and uncle upstairs!"
I was spotted by a patrol and when it came near the licence plate said SS and it had a swastika in the mirror.
If anything I though they assumed I was German, but they saw right through me and said "off to Bergen-Belsan!"
I pulled up to the entrance and was ushered down the ramp, thought to myself, goyim! Concentration camp! Herded through the gates, I was finally there, then they stole both my shoes and shaved off my hair.