free range chicken hawks on the loose again
can war be far behind? O, I hope so
I've burned so many bras and draft cards
dodging bullets in order to be free
on social, all my friends want to be like me
twitter twats, regurge robots, whip stains of The Man
what they don't get is my deeply committed
some say straitjacketed sense of irony
f*ck the Russkies, f*ck the Coolies
f*ck good vodka, f*ck fine dumpling soups
And Sudo churned out this poem:
free range chicken hawks on the loose again
can war be far behind? O, I hope so
I've burned so many bras and draft cards
dodging bullets in order to be free
on social, all my friends want to be like me
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