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We’re protecting the future for children.
\nOur machines just might be their salvation.
\nWe’ll send tanks to the good revolution
\nand stealth jets to a prosperous nation.
\nWhile the usual weapons byproducts
\nsometimes color our image as ‘meanie,’
\nfor each parent that’s killed in our battles,
\neach child gets an industrial beanie.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

We’re protecting the future for children. Our machines just might be their salvation. We’ll send tanks to the good revolution and stealth jets to a prosperous nation. While the usual weapons byproducts sometimes color our … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[16],"tags":[3,4],"class_list":["post-670","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem-2","tag-poem","tag-poetry-2"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":305,"url":"https:\/\/redtinnoodles.com\/?p=305","url_meta":{"origin":670,"position":0},"title":"Rock Candy Rain","author":"Rick Young","date":"January 23, 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Tonight we face our frantic god. Hillbilly period over. Period. 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