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The guns have moved into the hands of the children
The NRA licks its blood-riven chops
The NRA licks its blood-riven chops
Mouthing the platitudes of vicious violence
Dressed in sheep's clothing and wrapped in the flag
Until it is difficult for a young person
To garner a gun and load it with bullets
And fire it at will
Let the NRA stand on the block of stern judgment
Until their professions are revealed as swill