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Oct 5
Nothing pleases the pundits more
than seeing blood in the streets.
Where their wolf howls are drowned
by our crescendo of bleats,
In the mad scramble for the adulation of -
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Written by
Michael S  42/M/Colorado
(42/M/Colorado)   
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