The
hound dogs wake up
The
long summer holidays have gone
It's
time they have to perform
They
haven't barked for sometimes
Now
the attacks will begin
The
newspapers and televisions will sing
The
good vibes of a recent state visit
A
trade to reflect its bad shape
The
big question of donation
It
never comes to the plate
Nothing
is out in the open
It
is a quiet diplomatic smile
But
the hound dogs will spin
The
good vibes coming in
Taking
selfies to show to the village folks
Truly
it has gone to the bad
The
hound dogs run
Carrying
placards around necks
The
religion and race nothing else
Barking
loud around the blocks
They
haven't learned
Eyes
full of addiction
They
can't see the difference
Realilty
and hallucination!
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