Drones, Drones, Drones

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Drones, Drones, Drones

All around the sky

Missiles fall from up high

A robotic world is nigh.

Innovative Uncle Sam

Believes he is free from restraint

All around the world

His darkened machines they do taint.

I call upon the Nations United

To acknowledge the problem alighted

To put a stop to the assassinations

To bring the nations united.

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