From the Country
That eats
The most meat
And sits
On the highest cliff
The Future Chief
From Abraham
Shall win
The highest seat
Those in charge
Become alarmed
That change
Happens most
Too swift
They've never lost
And brought to us
At time
the greatest harm
A Plan hatched
By them
To kill the man
And replaced
With the womAn
From HilsLary
She approves the dudes
And then they move
To do the Final deed
To tie the hands
Of Future Plans
To secure her power Strong
One wonders why
Those alabie
Lie with the sweetest smile
They were the ghost
From dead waRs post
And fixed the fiRe bomb
To blow up when
His time begins
To start change
For the throngs
