Pargraphs consist of a vicous little mix of,
words in lines in rows,
that are more than willing to wage war than your heroes.
academic's on the absent,better yet inadaquit
,
platform not able to support text and graphics,
spitten in the sacred ancient broken spoken format.
command line dot com to combat.
all calm in the inner sanctum.
we bomb that to bait them,
they bomb back with satan.
after years of carerful observation
finally the military brass made a statement,
finally the military thinks we can take them.
as always the militarys sadly mistaken.
like shaking a sleeping pitbull, just about to wake him.
mistaken again, conned by mans best friend
sleeping k9 best left laying
meet your maker fuck that cause i can make them,
remember thier mistaken,
alittle place that i like to take them
make sure that thier restrained
before they awaken.
now on with the demonstration.
proceed with evacuation.
