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Adapted poem |
| the draft: Remember, Remember the fifth of November Remember, remember! The fifth of November, The dronebombing, treason and plot; I know of no reason Why the oligarch’s treason Should ever be forgot! Guy Fawkes and his companions Did the scheme contrive, To detonate the Oligarch and Senate All burning and melting alive. three score barrels, and one more laid below, To prove the old Reich's overthrow. But, by the multiverse's providence, him they catch, With a dark lantern, lighting a match! A stick and a stake For King Buffet's sake! If you won't give me one, I'll take two, The better for me, And the worse for you. A blade, a blade for the neck of super PACs A pennies worth of cheese to choke them, A half gallon of moonshine to wash it down, And a jolly good blaze to burn them. Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! make the bells ring! Holloa, boys! holloa boys! God save the democracy! Hip, hip, hooor-r-r-ray! (This will be on mind all month. Posting here for feedback on how to work this) |