War is arising and it's to late
We are controlled by destiny and fate
Our lives we once loved will soon be over
The Irish will rely on the luck of the four-leaf clover
The man with the glasses declared alliance without any guilt
Alliance with the country that stars and stripes built
Were we asked what we wanted? No but he did tell
He told us he was putting us right in the middle of hell
Right in the line of fire
A place we ceased to desire
He led us right into the enemy's hands
And right into the enemy's lands
He's playing this country like a monopoly game
And by doing this he's loosing his fame
The leaders they think they know best
They think they know more then the rest
Now this country has become a target too
Thanks to Johnny and his manly crew
Now we must stick together, we have no choice
To fight this war and overpower his voice
Really nice
It is hard to find the right words to make a poem and rhyme and then have the words tie into ur theme. Nice job and good effort
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