We saw what you wrote
On the arms of the coat
Reciting by rote
With rage in your throat
The violence we’d tote
Was not a footnote
Shape up you said
Brace for bloodshed
Dehumanize that Man
Call him ivan
Fuck all our pain
Tug on our chain
Our bucket will drain
Your coat will remain
War is our spot
Targets we plot
Accept not a blot
As we kill a lot
A whole fuckin’ lot
But if we can’t
And bodies are scant
You’ll surely recant
With a wholesome chant
Bury the rifle
Savagery stifled
Battle is nothing
A faraway trifle
You taught lethality
Vicious brutality
Delivering fatality
With ruthless totality
Our mere banality
Pollish our boots
Purge and dilute
Sharpen salutes
To you be astute
But should we forget
And severity besets
Our violence abets
With standards you set
Not just a threat
Justice you’ll get
We called you our leader
But the temperature reader
Wafts duplicity potent like cedar
Just another guardhouse feeder
Now tell us, “Be not ferocious”
Which was made for us precocious
Which for you, is now atrocious
Be not ferocious
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