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National Security State

Put candy in World War 1 rations oh no!, if our enemies. . . And National Security factions. . . Did classify, those actions! Just before the really Big One Sold all our cars and trucks To the Land of rising sun Dammit, classify, classify the son'. Then when we fought the conflict, The Public has mostly forgotten, when we spelled conflict as inflict, Classify the doc, and restrict. Then the Cold War went to code red, Clamoring generals thought us dead, And said blow Evil Empire to dark ages But mistake, almost buried us instead Then lost a nuke off Carolina , With thousands dead egg on our face, Took over Myrtle nothing is finah Pres said classify and bury in case

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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