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Tsar She Blows

Orwellian over the horizon Don’t be unnumbered fish in the sea From a parent to son’s Big brother’s hole blows nineteen degrees Eight to star port yah see Liberty is free no back sass Or yah may be swinging from the mainstay What do yah see mate Capt. think it’s an ism but it’s dead Harpoon it anyway we’ll tell them we saved the day Your double think is misread Bloated and stinking in the water I think for the best From the crows nest you get a better view As the crow flies put peace back in peace The truth sets you free it does not hurt What you don’t know could hurt Your ignorance is not always bliss oh well Wake up as they say war is hell Freely you receive life freely give

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 3/12/2010 1:50:00 PM
interesting dialect and deep meaning here--keep sharing
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