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The Day Bobby Kennedy Died
I was watching television when Bobby Kennedy died
I was only twelve years old
But old enough to cry
I ran out into the garden somewhere
And quietly said a prayer
But that didn’t seem to matter,
because Bobby Kennedy died
I was kind of upset that no one was listening
I just wish they’d answered my prayers
I remember going to bed that night
dragging my feet on the...
Saturday 29th January 2022 2:54 pm
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