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Breakfast (Free verse) by Dhanesh M Kumar

Hip hip … hip….hurai, Hip hip … hip….hurai Powell, Rice and their company sings the song with seamless joy; Throwing apart the countless skulls of 2 years to 80 years , They are rejoiced by the smell of oil. Miles afar their boss is busy , Eating the breakfast of many Other’s bone..

ALChemy 8-Mar-06/11:59 AM
Actually Powell was originally against the war. This was Rumsfeld's baby. Powell was pressured into getting involved. Rice had nothing to do with planning the war. Of course we've been trying to do this for decades, first the peaceful way, now this way. Guess what country we're going after next? If you guessed Iran give yourself a lollipop.




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