The Third of May, 1808 - Goya

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The Case FOR Chemical Weapons

Apparently, it’s AOK 

To mow ‘em down with bullets,

But don’t dare try to kill ‘em off 

By poisoning their pullets.

It’s all right too when bombs 

Rain from aloft or on the level,

But when you kill with poison gas, 

You’re in league with the Devil.

Lock ‘em in a building,

Then burn it to the ground.

By judges at The Hague

You’ll not be guilty found.

Go drag ‘em from their cells

Into a courtyard to be shot.

The World Court will not chide you,

Nor tell you “Thou shalt not.”

Take mothers, babies, toddlers ––

Grandmas –– anyone who thrives,

Then hack them with machetes 

And bayonets to end their lives

Rape and loot and strangle,

Garotte or stab at will ––

Of you The World Community, 

I promise, won’t think ill.

Set ‘em loose in wood or field,

Then hunt ‘em down like game;

Let half-dead bodies lie unhealed.

You won’t lose your good name.

Rob and cripple, maim at will ––

Dislocate their joints.

Multiculturalists will know

You must have your good points.

Gouge their eyes out, slit each tongue.

Sodomize, impale their young.

Club ‘em down, then crush with tractors.

Brussels won’t call you bad actors.

BUT, urinate upon the corpse

Who tortured your best buddy,

And you’ll be tossed in the stockade

With nose broken and bloody.

And should you dare to wipe yourself

With leaves from the the Koran,

‘Tis YOU The World Community

Will call BARBARIAN!

~ FreeThinke (9/8/13)