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Mon Sep 28 13:31:41 CDT 2009


I’ll steer it straight into Saddam--
You’ll never make a smarter bomb.
Oh, I’ll be the first to die.

You punch the right buttons, 
Starbucks mug in your hand:
Baghdad’s neighborhoods 
Bow down like Japan,
When I am the first to die.

My job was exported.
My children don’t know me.
I ran off on my own darling wife.
Ambassador for our way of life,
Let me be the first to die.



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