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Thursday, April 20, 2017

!862 Blog Post by Onyi Igheghe

Confederates 2.0 Battle
We are at it again
With all the pain
We still want to gain
We are not insane
We don't know what say
But we will surely pay the price of the casualties by celebration as a nation
Pope
You can’t cope
You don’t have enough hope
We are staring at you through a microscope
You can't run away
For our claws are made of titanium knives
We will strive to fight
Even in the dark night
We will make you disappear out of sight
We have tried with all our might
We have left you running towards the white flag spelling out the words desertion
We have destroyed your image
You have turned savage
For You cannot manage

Our booming artillery



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