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The life of the slated, higher classes

In the morning, they drink a cup of the hot and iced Americana coffee.
And shout the socialized democracy and addict the considerable degree
Of communism. And the others asserted to the people warm-conservatism,
But they lose the way with void brains and seek for the centrism.
 
They admire the butcherers who killed his country people, and curse
Their country and founders, and do all things in order to fill their purse.
They regard the security is one thing and economics is the other.
And for their profit, they fall themselves as the peace-begger.
 
Gangnam, American T-bone steaks, their sons are studying in America,
Is their first objective in their livings. But they shouted one Korea,
And always assert equality, fairness, justice, give others ear with the honey
Drops. But they are very stingy to donate the others with their money.
 
No brained warm conservative who doth not know the conservatism,
‘cause he was born with the gold spoon, or succeed with the vague-behaviorism.
In night, the socialists and conservatives cheer up their cups in classified bar.
They try to sweep the ladders for lower classes and make the new bar.
 

Donkie Innie is not a chandler

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Firstly, he appeared in with laughed face and in middle
Age, and asserted himself as a human rights lawyer.
He shouted in the equality, fairness, holding the candle.
The words only did him, and turned out to be a liar.
 
He entered on the platform as a candler,
But, people want him to sweep the olds as a sweeper.
He asserted that he could do everything like a juggler,
But so far, he turned out as a honey-fuggler
 
Walking to and fro, cried the equality and fairness,
Here and there, he sailed the candle revolution.
In China, he ate his many meals with aloneness.
He gave the big frustration the people in nation.
 
He is not a man who saleth everything as a chandler
Asserting, he can do everything, but only the stingy swindler.
 

Piggie Suggie giveth the waters

Piggie Suggie rideth a chopper in every week,
Very, very busy for giving waters at the farm.
Carrying the bucket, became the thicker arm.
Come back, go to swimming, so her skin is sleek.
 
Security servicewoman is very busy for work.
Frequently, she goeth to work to the pool.
Piggie Suggie wears the swimming suit from the wool.
After swimming, she eateth the meal from the pork.
 

Always, the buck passeth the Blue House

Always, the buck passeth the Blue House
The gold medal stopeth the Blue House.
Only they can do to gnaw the nation like a mouse.
And for the tax revenue, fining sever tax to the house.
 
Not they can know what to do or not,
‘Cause not studying and wearing redscope.
Peoples worry about the power shortage, in this summer so hot.
Now already, without the controlling, they run down the slope.
 
Rocketeering the house fee, then only, suppressing the demand,
Scattering the money and fining severe tax for the lacking.
With the ignorance, the all things, try to control and command,
Maybe someday, for making babies, they’ll make the law, doing.
 
Alas, Ms. Park she was not a braggart, calmly do what to do,
So, innocent peoples were instigated by the candle-agitator.
Now, there are full of the liars and bluffers do not know what to do.
Only, we can see these days, on the Television the cheap actor.
 

The Liar

Liar, Liar, tender face.
In the Palace, in deep place,
Shouting the anti-Japan, to spur the patriotism,
In late night-meal, odereth the Sushi with anti-Japanism.
 
Lawyer, Lawyer, sentimentally instigateth the human right,
He hath seeked for the money instead of the human right,
Never, Never hath talked over the right for deserters.
Never, Never, hath visited the gravestone of the dead soldiers.
 
Candle, Candle, People’s Revolution.
To the world, he hath bragged the Revolution.
He always hath hanged his lips, the Democracy,
Never hath told that it’s free or people democracy.
 

The old city in the desert

In the midst of the desert, there were cities.
For travelers, every day, there were parties.
 
Now the brickbats talking the old splendors.
The dust wind only welcome the passengers.
 
To the retraining camp, the residents were flung.
Without knowing, the sons twittering the Chinese tongue.
 

In memory of the writer, Ms. Bang

Here is the lady
Who was the freedom-fighter.
She did not agree with the injustice, tidy
Article, fight against them as a writer.
 
She was persecuted by the red government,
Never yield and stop fighting for the truth.
When she was in the cell for confinement,
Never did snap her heart, but seek for the truth.
 
The invincible fighter was lying not by the enemy
But by the disease. But she shall be the star
Henceforth, the nation that lost their way.
Be rest and twinkle in the sky as a star.