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Something To Think About 2007

I'm tired of the bullets and bombs and kids losing their dads and their moms because of the beef and grief between Bush, Osama, and Sadaam, One dude got left hanging and the other two are still banging over a situation that hasn't been changing since the beginning. Little children walking with open toes and bare feet instead women wearing a robe and a veil, their branding a piece over the price of the grease, we can't have peace in the Middle East We send our men and women to die, keep the cost of gas high and the price of life cheap. The desert is a sandbox of traps and is like kitty litter to cats the dirty stuff gets buried and swept beneath the mats. Are these the facts or is it all an act to keep the dudes in suits fat and poor people taxed. Whatever the case is, it all needs to stop before somebody gets clumsy and let's the big bomb drop I hope to goodness that day never approaches because if it does then we'll all just end up as food for the roaches.

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