The Lady for the black mission - 1
Well, my dear nation, lo.
You have chosen me, so,
now, listen here!
I`m a ruler of the destinies,
and I`m obsessed
to clean our ground from a pest.
I need your help after a sort -
I want you to block up resort.
Do your bit -
close your doors,
and if a stranger on the pavement is -
you`re wide awake -
go by, please!
And you shouldn`t be confused then -
you`re just the commen run of men.
Think nothing -
just do what you`re told -
let them stay in the cold.
Draw your curtains,
make them cry,
make them break down and die;
make them sad,
make them mad -
and that`s all -
they`re too weak too stand.
Well done!
That`s the way!
Let`s make all strangers fly away!
September 2004
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