Alas, a bit of lying doesn't need Momentum any more than what its got To slowly flatten every truth alotted For the greater lying. Any bleeding Libya has given to the states Is worse if deeply hidden for a fear The people find the guilty party near. The vetting's very picky when the gates Of coming reelection are among The items being bet. The men, alas, Were given little more than any pass Available to heroes, being sung As accidental deaths. The very shame Is politics in practice, and in name.
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