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Nov 2015
Oil
O I L
On your knees and toil
***** little citizens
Drill it from our soil

Trade
TRADE
Paid and displayed
Only in our dollars
Why are you dismayed?

Rules
RULES
Nuclear war tools
Only safe in our hands
Not those other fools

Tension
Attention
Downed "allies" jet
Spilling over borders
The old existential threat

Triggers
TRIGGERS
Billions of figures
Streamlined explosivesΒ Β 
BOOM the gravediggers

Presidents
Prime Ministers
Scratch each others backs
With the severed hands
Of poor souls in the barracks


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The End
Shaded Lamp
Written by
Shaded Lamp  Sweden
(Sweden)   
468
   --- and its gonna make sense
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