Hidden Message II: A Warcry

Day 1,308, 18:45 • Published in USA USA • by Chutley




HIDDEN MESSAGE PART II: A WARCRY


Never has America given up our land so dear,
Gonna rise back to the top, have no fear.
Give our enemies such violent shocks,
You watch as we make them think mirrors are clocks.
Up you go, away you fly, or eUS is where you’ll die.

Never have we cowered from a fight,
Gonna give it all our force, all our might.
Let them think that they have won,
You will see who stands when the war is done.
Down, down, down they go, into hell like many a foe.

Never will we go from US to Spain,
Gonna show them what happens when we make it rain.
Run away while you still have legs,
Around the world you’ll limp
And for mercy, we’ll watch you beg.
Desert wandering is what’s in store,
You will be without friend, lover, or Spanish whore.

We WILL make you cry!

We WILL say goodbye!

Never will let up before we do,
Gonna pound you into Spanish poo.
Tell yourself that you’ll still conquer,
A natural enemy bonus is all you’re good for.
Lie down, relax, and listen to this first word RICKROLL,
And heed this final warcry from my soul:

We. WILL. Hurt. You.







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