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Listen — noisy proud boys bleat

While parading down the street.

You can hear the drumming beat

Beast brutality of feet.

Stomping out, stamping out

With that military shout. 

What’s it all about? I doubt

Anyone could match their lout.

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So it matters not at all 

If you take your eyes from ball. 

Heed the ruthless animal!

Live an endless carnival!

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You won’t have enough to eat.

You won’t have the cash for heat.

You won’t have a fair compete

You won’t have a chance to greet. 

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One will have a nice surprise. 

One will eat up all the pies. 

One will say who lives and dies.

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Everything is wrapped in lies.

Love dick-taters made of poo? 

Lordy, folk, just get a clue! 

Oligarchs don’t care for you! 

Think! Dear Buckaroo and Think!

Cages for all ages. Think!

Blink your life away for fink? 

Cover lies with screams and wink?

Every part of life would shrink. 

Soulless, heartless, artless, ballyhoo;

Concrete, steel, mindless crew;

None will fairly earn their due. 

Life in hues of black and blue.  

Listen to the pound of boots!

In with Putin in cahoots!

We must see:  ’Tis death at roots. 

All it does: – It kills and loots. 

Who would trade the dance of life?

March of war; and march of death;

March of hate; and march of strife?

We will fight as long as breath:

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Cancer always loses in the end. 

Light will let us cleave and mend. 

Sunset goldens rose.

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