War Is Dead Wrong….,
But sometimes necessary….,
To illustrate the fact….,
That you won’t be stepped on…..,
And they can’t push you around….,
Like a bully in the schoolyard….,
Who’ll abuse you.....,
Till you knock him down….,
Then he shows you respect…,
Cause he knows…,
You won’t take his crap….,
Yes, War Is Dead Wrong….,
Until you’re tired….,
Of looking like a sap….! ! !
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