I’ll win this competition

My votes will be shittier than yours.
My youth will be angrier than yours.
My women will pop more babies than yours.
My government will be eerier than yours.
My blades will be bloodier than yours.
My fire will be smellier than yours.

I’ll get more flesh of your women and kids
    than you’ll ever get of mine;
My language is purer, my land is holier
    and my gods are more divine.

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