My tender body of the dead

My tender body of the dead

May 7, 2008/Dong Xiucheng

The sky this incessant cruel cry,

The dead,

Ring-down trace universe world.

Xinjiang terror Tibet independence cream rain,

Blended with Western Han fell.

Dirty politicians,

EU very woe,

Hu Dao.

In West Africa are,

Comments on any substance.

Wai public warning the dead,

Do not make Xiao,

Not this vicious.

Male dragons wind chasing ghosts,

Cool Whip, the soul of evil.

Xiongjie arrived in Europe,

Kennedy blame the United States,

Stand by China.

Cool in pan world,

Global I-only heat.