You called us a hot bed of terror,
With an aim of tarnishing our name.
All you did was push us into the limelight,
Yet you thought you were pointing out our plight.
But here is what I have to say,
Of my beloved motherland.
We are a country so blessed,
That there’s a scarcity of cold bed.
Indeed it is a hot bed of terror,
A very hot one indeed.
So hot that you can’t get enough,
Of our lovely beaches at the coast.
You should be terrified,
That this hot bed is having an economic awakening.
It will be a force to reckon with in the near future,
That’s if you are not part of the awakening yet.
We are a hot bed of terrific talent,
One which breeds top notch athletes.
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Not steroids.
Indeed we are a hotbed of terror,
Because none of you wants to accept.
That we are finally stepping to greater heights,
And stirring fear within you.
A hot bed of terror is what we are
To all those who do not wish us well
For we are a country firmly bound together
By the same vice you shine your light on.
And so I say unto you,
A cold bed is uncomfortable.
Come lie on this hotbed,
And you might bring forth another POTUS!
creativity on point ?
Haha, you're absolutely right sir, the last time someone slept on our terrific hot beds, an American president was brought forth