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Trench Warfare

Old men sit on city benches, Young girls pass, ALL future wenches, Bought and sold, wrapped up like candy Human slaves to feelings randy, Seniors find their skin's now forest, Sunshine's grown a Mormon chorus. Churches members? Cut Black faces, Uptight segregate by races. "Black and White?" Such simple answer! Too bad it's just one more cancer! Colors merged (like rainbows bending)? Rich and poor must parse gov. spending! All men scarred by those excluded, Poverty is life denuded! Excess is the spice of living, Only winners are the giving! Long Tooth March 27, 2018

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