Bob Herbert does not realize that they are the children of the United States, I dare go against his idea and say that they are my children, my brothers and sisters, my blood.
What a divine A.H.
Johnny's playroom
Is a bunker filled with sand
He's become a third world man
Smoky sunday
He's been mobilized since dawn
Now he's crouching on the lawn
He's a third world man







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It doesn't make since, when we all have the option of living in peace.

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