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I looked up from the ghetto And I saw a little plastic American flag hanging out the window, And a blue pinwheel softly spinning, And down at my feet a hoard of pigeons gathered round a chicken leg And I wonder if they’re aware That they’re eating a bird
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Jun 8, 2012
Jun 8, 2012 at 3:45 PM UTC
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I looked up from the ghetto And I saw a little plastic American flag hanging out the window, And a blue pinwheel softly spinning, And down at my feet a hoard of pigeons gathered round a chicken leg And I wonder if they’re aware That they’re eating a bird
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Jun 8, 2012
Jun 8, 2012 at 3:45 PM UTC
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