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Mar 2013
Drink the Kool-aid
Now
My son
----
So very soon
The devils come
.
To take away your guns--
--
They'll make you marry
"your own kind"
. And take it up your soft behind

They won't let you lay with ******
Oh such a thing can you endure
.
So
Drink the Kool -aid now
Before
It's cost is more
Than you can afford

Drink it down my son

And the battle shall be won
And the loveless world be done
Written by
jeffrey robin
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