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politically way incorrect
the days are forlorned to remember
yet the sun never sets on the empire
together we stride for good
marching in arms to battle friend enemy and foe
to an unnumbered many or few
we see in the spotlight
apologetically soft from fear
of the very people they hate
when sports announcers fail to recite the play by play
and the athletes become pundits
there's no one left but
the badmen that see right through you
