War Crime Rhyme in Central Standard Time

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You make me believe in red and maroon.

Red rose and filled me with dread as I plead and plead to just go to bed. "But," red said, "you are soon to be dead," and as I lay here, dangling by my thread, I reread what red said and it was misled.

Don't go so soon. The moon swooned, but by noon I had decided to impugn the platoon, escaping the balloon, as I grew attuned to the inopportune.

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