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Mass Graves, war’s Gravy
Are You crazy? Just look Away
Or pass an ordinance
against ordnance
Or limit that tyrant’s term
Or office square footage,
Or the frontage of his theater
Or the angle of his animus
Or the causeway of his enmity

But it’s personal property you say, and
Not in my backyard


WHAT CAN I SAY
4 comments
  1. David Byrne really is in a class all by himself. I love the poem–smooth touch with the song selection.

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