Post by J. A. LLoyd on Sept 30, 2012 20:00:51 GMT -5
(Added a few verses that were omitted from the reading.)
To Whom It May Concern:
I write this letter,
to inform your dead souls
you’ve made us all better.
As you may recall,
you hijacked some craft,
sacrificed your lives,
while your dark master laughed.
The towers fell, true.
Yes, the Pentagon burned.
And a field nearby,
as we soon learned.
No doubt, you rejoice!
Your mission was a success!
You took our great nation
through greatest of tests.
But as for what followed,
Dear Fellows you will cry.
But this is the truth,
of which none can deny.
Our nation wept, yes,
for the souls on those planes.
The lives in the towers
whose blood your hand stains.
But next we talked,
debated, consorted,
decided your noble actions
would not go unrewarded.
So, then and there
with no room for error.
We declared war on you,
and your methods of terror.
In this we stood strong,
and have never rescinded.
For our great country,
shall not go undefended.
So, congrats Good Sirs!
On this eleventh sun!
For strengthening America,
Job Well Done!
"Oh, surely he jests?"
Nay, did you in your arrogance
think you could bring down
the ones called Americans?
To deprive us of hope,
to quell our tempering....
to take us by storm?
I fear not, gentlemen.
So in this conclusion,
I'll be brief and neat.
Congrats, good sirs,
on your inevitable defeat.
To Whom It May Concern:
I write this letter,
to inform your dead souls
you’ve made us all better.
As you may recall,
you hijacked some craft,
sacrificed your lives,
while your dark master laughed.
The towers fell, true.
Yes, the Pentagon burned.
And a field nearby,
as we soon learned.
No doubt, you rejoice!
Your mission was a success!
You took our great nation
through greatest of tests.
But as for what followed,
Dear Fellows you will cry.
But this is the truth,
of which none can deny.
Our nation wept, yes,
for the souls on those planes.
The lives in the towers
whose blood your hand stains.
But next we talked,
debated, consorted,
decided your noble actions
would not go unrewarded.
So, then and there
with no room for error.
We declared war on you,
and your methods of terror.
In this we stood strong,
and have never rescinded.
For our great country,
shall not go undefended.
So, congrats Good Sirs!
On this eleventh sun!
For strengthening America,
Job Well Done!
"Oh, surely he jests?"
Nay, did you in your arrogance
think you could bring down
the ones called Americans?
To deprive us of hope,
to quell our tempering....
to take us by storm?
I fear not, gentlemen.
So in this conclusion,
I'll be brief and neat.
Congrats, good sirs,
on your inevitable defeat.
