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Fat Man and Little Boy
The fear of the world’s end bellows
In impending furnace of radioactive fire
Convicted and confined,
Before you knew your name.
Forced to give your life,
While you were but a babe.
Crowded, beaten, and thereof,
All life outside unknown.
Living on but corn and air,
The fences are tall and barbs cut our skin
Guards beat us senseless so that we don’t sin
But gather round quick it's hanging time soon
The event of the month for Kim Jong-un
