John McCain
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A flag draped coffin on a stifling day
With somber taps that seem to say
A grateful nation, as your dead we lay
Into this earth, in a special way
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Salutes your service, and the life you gave
Frowning upon the system,
we're all victims of the game,
even the white kids in the mountains, you know the children of Cindy and John McCain
I hope they're listening too, we're just modern day slaves,
