No, king Charlie number three,

Do not presume to speak for me,

I will not brook a genocide.

No, Hate-Monger General,

In Washington you spoke for hate,

Now slander you, those who wish peace

Upon all those whose hearts do break,

Who mourn the deaths of innocents.

That poppy pinned upon your left lapel?

It does not show you care, it’s all pretence;

You hands are red wit...

Read and leave comments (4)