The raid was long, snipers, bombs;
*****, Nuclear, Neutron, Hydrogen, ******.
Disarm? its an alarm clock with a Tsar. Im gone.
Electromagnetic, Clusters, Bunkers, Thermal energetic.
Stars in a jar, thousands of them mustered.
You can come on with it, Kamehameha's no misconception.
Let's not forget ****, I'll drop you like a fly, guess which direction.
Thousands of them must hurt, wish upon a star you had got to stepping.
Rounds barking like dogs **** the mustard,
Duck down, don't catch up, points are clustered,

Good Lord in Heaven, this real ***** Hellish.

If I could change anything, I'd go back and just choose the relish.
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