RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: POLICE STATE
Dirty Rotten Killers
You dirty rotten killers
You’re at it again
You all think you’re in a thriller
You all think you’re gonna win
You’re working for the devil
Though you might think he’s your friend
You might think he’s on the level
But your time’s about to end
The people rise against you
As your vile tactics grow
You will not be renewed
That much you should know
You will have to pay the piper
For all the damage you have done
All you dirty rotten snipers
We will have you on the run
Your pardons will not matter
Your crimes are documented
All of you will scatter
You are evil and demented
So get it while you can
Your judgement day will come
We’ll wipe away your brand
You dirty rotten bums
(re: ICE tactics in Virginia)
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