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Beautiful U S Not
Beautiful U....S not! The source of troubles, It is your fault.. One Bush comes, Another one had to go, But U...will always Remain a foe, Bill!..[Some say], Not Bill of rights, Here he comes.. The Caucasoid, The supreme white, Here, he comes [some say], To finish the digging.. In Iraq north...south, wreak! In Somalia, ohhhhh... A mission of black gold, a mission of Hope, In Somalia, ohhhh... A mission of human aid when a need be! A mission of handful semolina, A tin of a fainted corned beef, And a bit of Uncle Sam's dope, A son of a rope..[Some say], But Bosnia is not Is out of sight, Where are you bloody humans, Worthy or not.. Of the name, Where are you coward Muslims? Source of disgrace, Scandals.. And shame.. Where is your manhood? Where is your womanhood?? Where is your pride to stand and fight? The barbarians... Who crash babies' skulls, mutilate, And deflower virgin teens and take sight, Of blue eyed young Slavs, By day and night, It is wrong [some say], Nay, it is right To stand there hoping, Wishing without reaching.. Praying to almight.. Why don't you sacrifice the dear darling and fight? And be one martyred soul and unite?
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