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Jan 2020
World War 3
Well slap my knee
Another something
To put us on edge

The way they jump the gun
Is just plan dumb
Will someone
Pull us back from the ledge

As they dig in deep
The latest catastrophe
They try to feed
Into our heads

Treating us like sheep
In their keep
Whether we baa or bleat
To slaughter we're being lead

We all follow along
Whether we whistle or hum
Mostly out to lunch
Believing every word that is said

And here we are World War 3
Well slap my knee
Another something
To put us on edge
Everyone needs to calm down and stop all the screaming about a 3rd World War. I mean seriously, they started these scare tactics before the smoke even cleared.
Mike Hauser
Written by
Mike Hauser  Sunny Florida
(Sunny Florida)   
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