How they acquit themselves.
spit and ******** wrapped in dung
and flung out to the waiting press.
It's a flaming mess
make no mistake
we cannot take
what is not ours.
More flowers of our Nations youth
one more unsubstantiated truth
and we all fall down.
Aug 28, 2013
Aug 28, 2013 at 5:45 PM UTC
How they acquit themselves.
spit and ******** wrapped in dung
and flung out to the waiting press.
It's a flaming mess
make no mistake
we cannot take
what is not ours.
More flowers of our Nations youth
one more unsubstantiated truth
and we all fall down.
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