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By Jack Joseph Smith
Sum
Perhaps we are scared the old man will die first:
Nott impossible with the slaughteer
you see is having it
Anyone who has ever asked for pieces to be
put back together, has gone to the moon,
as their perfect daughter
We say there is a wrong and a right.
We also say there is a right and a wrong
The moon talks,, thank our gods
The sun just says,,
we will meet