Bee
Anne can't stay forever
It
has its time to the nation
There
will come a time it has to go
The
time is nearing its end
Bee
Anne has dug its own hole
It
is time it has to crawl into it
Close
the door and sleep forever
It
has caused too much damages
The
nation of people
Many
colours many faiths
Many
cultures many memories
It's
always on the divide and rule
Bee
Anne grows fat and clumsy
It
forgets its early years of struggles and harmony
Now
it is the bad song of divide and rule
With
laws to back up its vocals
The
nation of people
The
good ones recognize it
Bee
Anne's time is nearing over
It
digs its own hole to fall in
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