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Night Of The Moonbats
Flapping their wings in ascent towards the Moon
Barking in full force with scratchy throats so hoarse
Screeching liberal laments of a corrupt administration
For seven years having crippled our nation
In a language fouled and obfuscated
Babblings in code more foreign than Morse
Led by a once upon a time United States Marine
Now on the warpath, the attack
Against Americans unopposed to military involvement in Iraq
Shrieking
You are accomplices
Murderers by default
All Nazis living in Holocaust Denial
Freely speeching
Sentiments quite fuzzy and warm
While despite him having more experience
In helping kill Iraqi civilains
Decades prior in Desert Storm
Smile
Flying rodent
Say, Cheese
How convenient you only call attention
To what distracts us from your own hypocrisies
American Zuluism at its purest
Perpetuation of artificial schism
Feigning outrage by barking
Angry shaking of your tiny rodent fist
Flying blind in the mist
Flying blind in the night
In the night
Night of the Moonbats
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Approach the mirrored reflection saying his name three times : "Butcher .... Butcher .... Butcher ....."
and wait to see if this Bogeyman urban legend manifests in the background, looming over shoulder
While your neighbors were busy killing off everyone in the neighborhood
with your own butcher knife in hand concealed behind your back
you stood for
ever before the window saying
nothing
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