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About Global village, World Brotherhood
When nuclear armament is on the rise
It is beyond my guess and try
Can anyone please explain, why?? ❖

Mourning

It rained in Brazil
The nation was wet
A monstrous rain
It never have met
A rain of Goals
A rain of Tears
It washed away pride
Without an oar to guide
They all looked tired
As cylinders didn't fire
The Germans swam
Like a gorgeous swan
Making merry and fun
Competition almost none
Marching ahead
With a blazing gun
They are giant and killer
Properly trained by Hitler. ❖

(Out of sadness at the Humiliation of the
artistic Brazilian football on 8.7.14 caused
by the mighty Germans, 7-1 to be precise.)

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