Let me to the marriage of true Ice
Admit impediment. Love is not love
Which dilutes kin with a roll of the dice,
Or bends with the mixer his race to remove.
No! Let the Han and Aryan be ever-fixed marks,
That look on Jew porn and are ever disgusted:
Let them abolish Jew media and all their damned larks,
And exile to Israel that maladjusted,
Interloping breed. Ice is not Yid’s fool,
For these two Master Races truly are supreme.
Compared to us, Dots and Semites are mere tools,
While mestizos and blacks, only are of Apes the cream.
Europe and North Asia remain the two great peoples:
All else by compare are dumb and ugly feebles.