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The Carpetbaggers

The Carpetbaggers

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Was it fun to dance

On the flaming highway

With the smell of burnt flesh

On all sides.

What had happened to the children

Whose lips are sewn

With wet leather strings

For longing a little extra light.


While the black hawks

Laughed hysterically

Gawking from far above

Telling lies to the passersby.

Once this land was a fountain

Even death could not enter openly

Before the carpetbaggers

Arrived with bagfuls of gunpowder .


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