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Jan 2012
let's hang a ceramic rifle on the wall,
(blue and white, don't forget the flower designs)
next to my china plate collection.

We won't slam the door anymore
(imagine the noise as it shatters to the ground),
but at least our rabbit-killing neighbors
can know we're one of them.
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