Sweet and melodious
Mixed with delicious fragrance
Of the celebration
Of your tactical neutrality
Coming from your house
To my nostrils while
With my blood stained hands
I was counting dead bodies
My wailing give you a loud thank
For such a perverted show
And neighborly attitude!
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