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Babbling buffoons and quarreling quacks Fill our sacred halls Achieving nothing, pocketing revenue from failure For whom do they stand, other than themselves? Nobody, I have found They walk like robots, programed to eat their young Born under one flag, yet we die alone We are America Until we are in need, then we are one We are one
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Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 9:39 PM UTC
We Are One
Babbling buffoons and quarreling quacks Fill our sacred halls Achieving nothing, pocketing revenue from failure For whom do they stand, other than themselves? Nobody, I have found They walk like robots, programed to eat their young Born under one flag, yet we die alone We are America Until we are in need, then we are one We are one
A short poem pointing at the failures of our politicians and we as Americans to pull ourselves out of this mess by our boot straps.
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American
Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 9:39 PM UTC
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