They laughed, ran, jumped and prospered
fortunate in the life and land they chose
Transparent pose, was Crystal Night,
World aghast, some seen fright.
Foreboding vision, future held
know one broke the horrid spell
Nations lost their heart, do tell
Windless podiums, uttering sounds
two-cent worth of expulsion, and repulsion
Political correctness, perhaps its start
Loss of nations, valued hearts
When they realized millions lost,
wasted time, deadly cost
Two-cents of words, by each nation then
equal four and six, then TEN
Grouped in numbers, strengthens men
should have spoken two-cents then.
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