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Little Market Girl

Little market girl what's your name?
I see you sitting there every day
with your mother selling herbs,
once planted on residents curbs

I see you, but I dare not stare
Other passerby's pay you no glare
I wonder why you're not in school
I feel the world has …

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Brainwashing Beds

Let go of the rabbit ears
and satellite dishes,
cable transports of terrorist militias.

Let go of this
polluting encyclopedia,
this box of brain rotting media.

Changing channels, reflect a violence,
of a world where politicians roar
and the …

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