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Sometimes to turn the other cheek
Will lead you up that well known creek.
It’s best to not be too naive
In granting rogues a last reprieve.
When dialogue with evil fails,
Load guns, up anchor, hoist the sails.
It’s true that while no leader likes
To order up preemptive strikes,
It’s likely that behind their shrouds
Hide men who dream of mushroom clouds.