Your policies are barren and I don't like the red head you been wearing.   Lie after lie you’ve been sharing, so henceforth I will call you Karen.  You are not the one truth source.  Like you, this will I say until my mouth is horse.  Karen: you have officially run your course.  Your kindness I never really believed and thank G-d I was not deceived.   My blood remains pure in the distant shore, but I am sure you want more drama.  So watch me now reclaim NZ freedom by healing all those you used, all those you bruised.  With eyes of grace, we can see your real face.  Is that you Karen? the barren of Isaiah 54?  Push us more and we might even restore more freedom than before.  It won't take too long, it will only take a song.  Even after your curse, the last will be first to sing this verse.  Is that you Karen?...the smoko taker, the NWO faker.  At least the sleepy Islands are now awaker.  Or shall we instead ask all the under-fed:  Who is the whore of Revelation 17?  Yes, you Karen, I am still daring: answer if you are keen.  For here is what I have seen:  The sterile and the feral shall reject you next as they connect you to the vex of fruitlessness.  Karen, may we strongly suggest you give tyranny a rest.  Time for you to resign.