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holocaust drawn on a paper napkin
missiles tossed like rice at a wedding
numbers arbitrary, spoils divided
sick and fast diplomatical joke
send the envoy home in a limo
i’ll tip the driver for him
steps out drunk and condescended
r.o.w.’s outside for a smoke
presidents jabber the night away
a genocide or not, tough call, sure
weigh the cost, damn the torpedoes
a few more dead, a few votes less
so Kyoto’s not a top priority
our mandate’s clear—growth’ll lead us
(hey animals, go pray in the savanna
ostrich squawking, head in sand, busy with worms)
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