Thursday, October 27, 2005

Merry Christmas Suicide

The wind shear doesn’t do anything
For the carolers this spring
I’d suggest that they move on
But I don’t own the land they’re standing on

Merry Christmas the insurgents advertise
With hate in their hearts and dust in their eyes
But in the rose garden it’s a sickly white
Television grows black when it gets light

So many children won’t be around they say
Since peace and freedom blew them all away
New Hampshire looks forward to the polls
And the Iraqi’s count the daily death toll


Merry Christmas suicide
With purple hearts and dislodged eyes
God is on our side
But the government wouldn’t clear his flight

- Chris Mansel

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