"The Reader: The Butter Battle Book"
lyrics by Benjamin Newman
ttto: "The Reader" by Blake Hodgetts

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I found a country divided fanatically,
Marching to war out of principled hate;
The weapons employed escalating dramatically,
People in shelters, awaiting their fate.

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        And when the bombs fall, and the other side's dead,
        They'll be rid of those fiends who don't know how to butter their bread!

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                And so the battle takes me,
                The Butter Battle takes me,
                Until the dawn shall wake me and carry me home!