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Modified Bombs

Modified Bombs Her eye was acting up but that was fine For she had a second one to use This was just fine like her warplane It had two engines but number one engine This was like her eye acting up too No need to worry for Eagle 2 jets are good Made with system redundancy like her An ability to function with degraded systems Right now she was on the way to Moscow To drop some iron bombs on Putin A personal gift from a gal who was bad Real bad ass half Yank half what? That last bit was unknown but what was Known was that she would soon be dead Along with the Neo Soviet leader Those iron bombs were special She'd personally modified the warheads A new historical dawn was coming...

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