The
red supports the bad
Even
the red bearers seem that way
The
road of intimidation to the core
The
bed of roses with thorns
The
red never like yellow
Yellow
seems to offend it
It
will try to paint red
But
the bad seems to link in
The
yellow umbrella of good
The
good values to cultivate
It
frees the nation of the bad
This
is where the red crying wolf
The
wind of dry
Whispering
to the leaves
What
is red doing?
Under
the big tree?
Red
has nothing to do
Red
like to paint
The
town in red
But
the yellow flags wave
Red
can't stand the good values
It
curses the yellow to the blues
It
sings its menu of make up stories
The
red just can't stand up to the good
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