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Book Burning

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There’s a book burning today are you going to come?
It’s someone we loved but you should hear what they’ve done
They’ve defended Goldstein – you’ll be sick at their views
Vile and twisted, it’s all over the news

There’s a book burning today bring all he has written
Tear the pages and spines and make sure that you spit on
Chant his name with hate as the books are consumed
This old way of thinking must be stamped out and doomed

Are you coming to join in as the heat rises high
You’re shaking your head – so tell me just why?
You aren’t a Goldstein, a hater of love?
For any who hate – in the fires, we’ll shove

There’s a book burning tonight be sure that we’re here
Any who aren’t let them stay home in fear
For when all the books are just piles of ash 
We’ll come for the silent ones with pistols and lash

There’s a new book we love and you all have to read
It’s message is love and has a story to heed
And writers will never deviate from our thought
Rebels are burnt when tracked down and caught

There’s a burning tonight and she’s on top of the fire
Her views have kindled her own funeral pyre
Let this be a warning of love to you all
We’ll bury haters alive, wherever they fall.

By Tim Bragg

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