March MacBethMy foes must vanish if not swayed no favor slight stay unrepaid I do what I must for what I am I am Suharto I am Saddam I need not signal my intents my wrath sparks fear in presidents Another fear comes to the fore I hear a voice cry "sleep no more" and ever mindful of defense I daren't relax my vigilance. Is this the long expected bane that ends a vicious little reign? may plot and ploy be all in vain? Comes forest now to Dunsinane? Comes forest now to Dunsinane?
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