BALLAD OF THE THIN MAN
High above what was Freedom’s land
The Thin Man rules
Kill list in hand.
Info culture coalesced
In Thin Man’s fingers firmly pressed
If we let him shape our views
All he will win
We’ll surely lose
Super computers nerves of light
Probe our privacy day and night
WHILE
Ivy League pinheads think things through
And tell the Thin Man what to do.
Well paid technicians smile and say,
“We’ve built a brand new Drone today.
It stays aloft for thirty days
And deals out death in many ways,
Missiles, bombs, laser and chain gun
In service of the great THIN ONE!
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