Global Poem by Andrew woods

Global



There is no time for fun
For there is no more bright mighty sun
The earth may not exist soon
For it’s all just begun for we must run before earth comes undone
Even the chicken run for each one
Is new hope for your loved one’s for that the navy has undone?
There mistakes
For every loved one there is a machine gun
To defend our nation
From invaders with Tommy guns & electron guns

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