The World United!
The young descendants of this globe
A different language may they speak
But for gain of communication
only actions need thee seek
While smiling, to laugh or to cry
A tongue shall remain the same
A deep bass hum for the car
One to six upon a dice
With which to play their game
Throughout growth guardians
Install ammunition into small heads
Shouting a “bloody foreigner”
Holiday competition with the Germans
Whom still not your bed!
So If permitted to rise
Without a commentator
A war could be a past
Acceptance of combination
The entire world as one
A single flag always to be flown
At Full mast!………………………
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