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I’m packed and I’m leaving I’m jobless, I’m worried Cali’s golden And he’s here for us, Says he’s here for us Inauguration Their motivation They come round And they come speak to me And he smiles like a drug for us Vote however you wanna do Coming over you Keep on smiling, Despite what we go through Vote on the issues that divide you And he speaks to you Like the chorus with the verse While Hoover drops lines Like the coda with the curse Roosevelt comes in on the stage, Promising the US vets their pay We want someone else To get us through This miserable kind of life (FD FD) We want someone e

 Cherry Lance awoke wrapped in perhaps the most comfortable sheets she had ever experienced. She ran a hand through the red folds and sighed happily against her back clothed pillow. Languidly stretching, she reached for her fiance, to whom she was to marry within the month. Her hands came across a waist, which she quickly wrapped herself around. Finally opening her eyes to the filtering morning light, she glanced lovingly at the body she had claimed... and realized that this was not her bed and the warmth emanating from the man next to her was not her boyfriend. Oh dear. In an effort to scramble away from the stranger as quickly as humanl

 "Fuuuuuuuuuuck," America moaned, tossing and turning in his already tangled bed sheets. He was sick. He was so damn sick. It started out as nothing more than a cold, but damn had it escalated fast. Damn damn damn damn. He moaned again, this time incoherently, as pain racked his insides. This happened every time one of his major companies experienced a profit loss -The Great Depression had been hell- but this was more than a minor incident; this was 9 billion USD gone from seemingly thin air. Alfred would recover, he always did, but damn! "Amerika, if you're going to make such lewd noises, I'd prefer to be the cause," a Russian accent cu

 Romano grabbed his keys and checked to make sure that his phone was in his front pocket. Satisfied, he made his way to the door only to have two tanned arms loop around his waist and pull him back. "Bastardo! What are you doing?" He tugged his Spanish boyfriend's arms in vain, the grip only growing tighter. Antonio nuzzled Romano's neck and finally released him only after a string of curses. "Giving you your goodbye hug, Roma! I won't be home until late, and so I thought I'd miss my little tomato~" The Italian brushed himself off and turned to glare at his lover/friend/boyfriend. "Why aren't you going to be back?" Although Antonio t