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I SAID BURN THOSE MITTENS, NOT KITTENS
  
So isn't it cute the way newborn kittens can't open their eyes
    eyes like the government has on all of us...................
pass a red light and they take a picture of you
and then you pay your due...it's all so invasive
while the high and mighty are so abrasive

so isn't it sweet watching a baby suckling at his mother breast
and this is all a test
while we're all gassed with a chemical that puts us under their spell
and this is also pre-k for hell

isn't it wondrous to see an eagle soar the cliffs and rise above the clouds
while we're all stuck in stagnant crowds
all clowns following the ringleader's beat
and there's a little kid in Iraq, because of a bastardy blast, who no longer has feet

isn't it beautiful to watch a rosebud turn into a rose in all it's gory
and it's always the same old story 
why did you do that Howard?
because I’m psychologically deranged and am a coward
so I raped 27 women but only killed 21
but now my worries are done
because I'm fulfilling the prophecy “an eye for an eye”
so now I must die

isn't it amazing to watch a jet plane with hundreds of people aboard and it just glides like that eagle...........
my friend had a dog who was a beagle. The beagles name was betty and his name was Barry so Barry out of nowhere killed his girlfriend Beulah for no reason.  Or the heroes fighting a war we don't belong in is filled with heroes who somehow become accused of treason.  But not before a young man is sent to Iran to guard the embassy and any harm....now he's home in Tiny town, U.S.A. Missing an arm

isn't it righteous when you see a righteous deed done for another and treating any man as his brother.  Yeah right, that might happen...one gives one dollar in the church basked so the other puts two to be double pious but screw everyone the rest of the week.  That's truly what these hypocrites do.   Does that sound like you?  Isn't it fascinating when there's a lunar eclipse and you can stand by your lover in awe.  But that may never happen again because of hatred, bloodshed and most of all WAR
     
Until someone presses that red button or releases a chemical in the air that travels around the earth and we all hear nothing but the sweet sparrow as he sings his last tweet
and all but one nation is beat

                                    those kittens sure are furry
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