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What a dead unarmed air force veteran looks like after she was shot and killed by an officer.
The Ballad of Ashli Babbitt
On January 6 of ’21,
I was down in Washington,
Down in the District of Columbia
On the day Ashli Babbitt was killed,
On the day Ashli Babbitt was killed.
Ashli knew the election
Was rotten as the Devil in Hell–
Those damn Mail-in ballots
Had corrupted the vote, you could tell,
Hurt Pres’dent. Trump, you could tell.
But after a summer of riots
By BLM and ANTIFA,
Nobody wanted to listen,
To what a white girl, a veteran would say,
To what a white girl, a veteran would say.
Her blood flowed RED on the marble,
Of the People’s House floor,
Her blood was as red as the stripes of old Glory,
She wore ‘round her shoulders that day,
She wore ‘round her shoulders that day.
Ashli voted for Obama,
Back in the year of ’08,
Hoped he would bring us together again,
But he fanned the flames of hate,
And Hillary she could not take.
Unarmed and brave in th’ Cap’tol,
She crossed that Rub-i-con,
And stood against the Democrat Coup —
To save our nation true,
She died for me and you.
When she died they dragged her down,
The Media did what they do,
They ruined her name and shamed her cause,
They called her a treasonous clown,
They called her a traitorous pawn.
But her blood flowed red on the marble
Of the People’s House floor,
Her blood was as red as the stripes of Old Glory,
She wore ‘round her shoulders that day,
She wore ‘round her shoulders that day.
(Repeat.)