They spoke of nuclear arms
Missiles could hit the coast
Death to every nation
Oh how they’d strut and boast
Building secret weapons
Leaders would speculate
What are they doing now?
Will destruction be our fate?
Spies were sent to see
To uncover all their plans
They couldn’t find a thing
Won’t someone save our land?
Then came that fateful day
Radar saw it way up high
The warning was sent out
Sirens screamed their cry
People ran for cover
Their fears were now at hand
It filled their hearts with dread
An attack upon their land
But fears were soon erased
When they felt a little bump
Rising from the ground
Was a little metal stump
That’s when they realized
Recycling had gone too far
So now we’re being attacked
With worn out Korean cars
Honorable mention
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