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The sheep are swimming in the Nile; they must be living in denial! Denial is our best friend, the constitution we must amend! Guns are our mortal enemies; their only use is to commit felonies To stop these tragedies, we must impose harsher penalties! There is no wolf, we will not die; there’s no need to put your life on the line Sheepdogs are for the paranoid, those who live in a void Remove the sheepdog and the enemy goes away, to happiness this is the true way Ban the wolf with a no trespassing sign, surely we’ll be fine Respect and common courtesy, the wolf will live in harmony Close our eyes and he goes away, all we have to do is pray Our herd used to be bigger; we don’t ask questions as long as our denial can deliver Until our children are in the fire, then the sheepdog we require But the sheepdog is out of practice, we fired him for “malpractice.” Ruined by us, he looks no better than us – but he’s not like us The sheepdog is weak; his sheep made him an antique But his mind is strong and he’s eager to **** the evil and wrong Wolves are predators, feeding on the weak; it’s denial they seek The sheep will never fight, but pray the sheepdog is able to take up their plight
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 6:56 PM UTC
Denial
The sheep are swimming in the Nile; they must be living in denial! Denial is our best friend, the constitution we must amend! Guns are our mortal enemies; their only use is to commit felonies To stop these tragedies, we must impose harsher penalties! There is no wolf, we will not die; there’s no need to put your life on the line Sheepdogs are for the paranoid, those who live in a void Remove the sheepdog and the enemy goes away, to happiness this is the true way Ban the wolf with a no trespassing sign, surely we’ll be fine Respect and common courtesy, the wolf will live in harmony Close our eyes and he goes away, all we have to do is pray Our herd used to be bigger; we don’t ask questions as long as our denial can deliver Until our children are in the fire, then the sheepdog we require But the sheepdog is out of practice, we fired him for “malpractice.” Ruined by us, he looks no better than us – but he’s not like us The sheepdog is weak; his sheep made him an antique But his mind is strong and he’s eager to **** the evil and wrong Wolves are predators, feeding on the weak; it’s denial they seek The sheep will never fight, but pray the sheepdog is able to take up their plight
JerradJohnson
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Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 6:56 PM UTC
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