There’s terror on the news each night;
It can’t be said too often:
We’ve got to raise our children right,
Or else they’ll only soften.
We’ll gladly send them off to war;
There’s no more noble calling.
And, though they’ll only get what for,
We’ll catch them while they’re falling.
And then we’ll never let them go
But train them in our fashion;
It’s not as if they need to know
The meaning of compassion.
The world belongs to those who hate;
Let’s not betray our children’s fate.
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