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The Island of the Dead
Under the soft snow of Alabama
They let him hang from a tree
To tell them “no one messes with Mary Lee”
In a classroom 50 miles south they picked on María Guadalupe.
And made her lick pee
At a special school they broke off for tea, went back to their dormitories
And saw Steve Jane and others too burnt to see
In the Island of the dead
They made America cremate...
Saturday 21st January 2017 1:59 pm
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