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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 10-Mar-06/11:13 AM
Well of course, I mean look at him, look at his last name for god sake. He certainly was the man with the plan but without Rumsfeld it probably wouldn't have happened. Rumsfeld was Wolfowitz' boss and yes Bush is Rumsfeld's boss but I already stated Rumsfeld got GW to OK it by offering to carry all the blame which he still hasn't honored by the way. But you are right in that this was Paul Wolfowitz' dream come true.




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