Never Mind The Terrorists, Here's The Rothschilds Poem by John Fenton Mcleish

A nation living in fear, terrorized
Of not being able to pay their bill
Bankers cut off the money supplied
The flow of capital is almost nill

Printing fiat digital currency
Buying up their own stock shares
Inflation kept at a minimum see
Zero interest on deposits seems fare

Rothschild must be destroyed
For humanity to survive
If not wars, poverty deployed
In their hands crush all our lives

Our race will live on through Russia
Here the Anglo Saxon is doomed
Their treacherous Zionist mafia
Will have all in conflagration consumed
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