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What a War! Invisible weapons Sudden surprises Brash and bold Suicidal  sorties Nasty and naughty Into our status quo Graphic gaudy gifts Given any time of any day To anyone in any place Random acts of unkindness They make us imagine The worst that could happen! We're standing On the edge of a cliff, Wondering if the ground beneath Will suddenly disappear And lift our stomach to our ears Exotic hot tourist spots? I think not! Now flying in a plane Is only for the brave Or the criminally insane Here come our bold bedouin consequences Of our modern day econo-crusades Our karmic boomerang We tunneled in their soil And planted puppet royals Now they tunnel in our soil What a price we pay for oil Sean Hunt, Windermere 2015
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Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 9:01 AM UTC
What a War!
What a War! Invisible weapons Sudden surprises Brash and bold Suicidal  sorties Nasty and naughty Into our status quo Graphic gaudy gifts Given any time of any day To anyone in any place Random acts of unkindness They make us imagine The worst that could happen! We're standing On the edge of a cliff, Wondering if the ground beneath Will suddenly disappear And lift our stomach to our ears Exotic hot tourist spots? I think not! Now flying in a plane Is only for the brave Or the criminally insane Here come our bold bedouin consequences Of our modern day econo-crusades Our karmic boomerang We tunneled in their soil And planted puppet royals Now they tunnel in our soil What a price we pay for oil Sean Hunt, Windermere 2015
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