The red and white
Hanging out to dry
It spins the tales
of lies
Until its poison
drops
Back into its own
There it lies
Swallowing up for
air
Struggling to live
day by day
But the poison
makes it hallucinates
It still brings the
bad
By its second line
leaders
Copying the 3R line
Every word it sinks
It is still a bad
lie
They don’t learn
defeat
They still speak of
the past
The red and white
will fall
Deeply into the
dust of time
There it will be
remembered
Once it says too
many lies
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