My Name Is Vlad

My name is Vlad

I can shoot, I can kill, I can also make you very ill
I have tanks, I have bombs, and many other killing machines as well
I also have many morons I control

I am mad 
And my name is Vlad

I am a president
A president of my own vanity
I am also insanity

I like to shoot, I like to kill, especially all humanity
Little children bring them on
Plus, old people who should be gone
Women, who are they
Just do as I say, I say to them

And any free man that stands in my way
I will let my million soldiers’ pound away
Till you are dust in the soil
Although I would rather have your subservient toil

I will blow up your houses, blow up your schools, blow up your hospitals
I kill the weak and all those who dare to speak against me

Because I am Vlad
And I am Mad
Have I said that already?

I have a big red button on my remote control 
So be aware I won’t be told
Anything that you believe
Means absolutely nothing to me 
Freedom! What is that?

Because I am Vlad
And I am Mad

So surely by now you must see
That the only way forward 
Is to get rid of me
And put me out of my misery
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His name was Vlad
No peace for him
As he wasn't mad 
As he murdered innocents in his name
So will burn in hell for infinity
That will be his obituary
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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