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- Now Repeating
Gears are scraping in my brain
Ratcheting up the war machine
Beat those proverbial plowshares
Into literal swords
Ready now to clash and slash
cnd gash those bloody rivers
See the past now repeating
- Roscoe
When I was a young boy, my best friend,
My only true and faithful friend,
Was my dog, Roscoe.
Roscoe was a friendly, happy, little brown mutt.
cnd he was the only one who understood me.
There were times in my youth
When my parents would force me