Convoitise
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Herbert Nehrlich
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Of all you innocent naives
I wonder is there even one
who sees the grand new plan
of modern genocide?
There are so many eaters,
use up our food supply,
let pestilence come now
and add a bit of war.
Let them eat shonky meals,
and tell them crafty lies
we follow new commandments
the Reaper rules our lives.
Too much is now amiss
the word humane has been
replaced by convoitise
and God looks down and smiles.
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