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it all came on so suddenly
that even the fastest jackrabbit alive
might have had a problem getting the best of it,
but as monkey sees
monkey will do &
when the wrong person with a rebellious look in their eyes
held up the woven quilt
which designed as the american flag
had all the names of the presidents of the US &
all the public celebrities out there today 
making moola on their music & their movies
tattooed all over it,
with meticulously fine stitched faces of american
soldiers who had been killed by the force that
the US just doesn’t like,
in this country of dispute---
hell, it was a media extravaganza &
when all the cameras had captured the moment,
when the things started to be engulfed in flames
the citizens of the empire were whipped up into
hysteria 
by the pump pump pumping
propaganda machine,
which has improved so much since earlier times it was needed
by the military acting on behalf of those with 
property & power,
pulling the strings to get what they want &
never having to smile at the camera themselves
because their idiot figureheads will do it for them,
reelected every 2-4 years
in order to make the same stirring folk 
who think that they are powerless in comparison,
believe that this new guy/gal
is gonna really change things---
but alas,
with the burning of the great american quilt
in a country of our current disliking,
broadcasted all over the television &
all over the web,
pulsating in the little smartphones &
being commented on by face**** & twatter,
the president didn’t even have to step up to the podium
in order to present a great speech of lies
in order to announce another invasion---
instead, the public was convinced,
because this needed to be done,
after all, they burned our little american 
quilt.

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