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Children, while we're having tea,
How many corpses shall we see?
As the cameras slowly pan,
Let's count the corpses while we can.
Perhaps we'll see them as they die,
And watch their children scream and cry:
How lucky we are!
We can watch a crowd of thugs,
Or homeless derelicts crazed with drugs;
And children, what a lot we learn
From seeing how well hospitals burn!
There's always something good to see.
And children, when you reach an age
When you may wish to earn a wage,
You'll have such sick and morbid views,
You too can work in television news!
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