Lichen Poem: General Tusabin

All it takes is one

General to Mismanage

His group, or crew

Leading to Collateral Damage

Innocent Deaths that don’t matter to you

I guess we’re just garbage

Just annoying clatter, creating annoying chatter

Chatter? Well more like pleas

To leave our land, and take with your disease

The generals men came quick

Shot with their guns, stabbed with their iron pick

It didn’t need to happen, we would have gave in

But Damn you general Tusabin!

You told your men to go for max blood

Letting innocent body’s drop this a THUD!

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