Reeks the voices of the American people
We reek of our demise
Rotten carcasses of the flesh
Yellow veins and black eyes
What do you think of us
Green, green earth?
The soil in our hair
Our mouths filled with dirt
Motherland, I am your Captain
Your devoted demise
We are here to possible
Recognize
The stench
That is awaiting at Capitol Hill
Please, Mr. President
Pass another bill.
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