Fields of poppy;
The opium makes the whole world sloppy.
It is the only crop
That has ever been;
We say it supports the Taliban.
We want the authorities to burn the fields
It's the only money
The economy yields.
If five Afghani's congregate
We send a drone, with missiles
To seal their fate.
I wonder why
They hate us so,
They won't be sorry when we go
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