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The Libertarian

He brought his boom box everywhere
The beach, the campground, in the gym
The music would beckon scornful stares
But he was a libertarian. 

He'd toss his litter anywhere 
He'd waste his water, you get the gist
Drove a throaty truck without a care
The man was quite the narcissist. 

He loved his guns, had quite a few
Prepared to draw in any fight
"Don't tread on me" on his flag that flew
"Killing's my inalienable right." 

"It's my liberty, don't you see?
Nothing matters in this world but me."