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Sing me your song of addiction

Sing me your song of disease

Croon me your tune of affliction

My ears take it all in with ease

I have never known anything other

I have never tasted anything true

Gates to salvation couldn’t be further

Soul broken all the way through

Speak to me on why to vote in elections

Speak to me why to not steal

Politicians are walking speaking infections

Who call theft the ‘art of the deal’

Life is hard enough day to day already

Life hurts to the bone aching core

Here your rhetoric often turns deadly

Bother my neighborhood no more

Gene G. McLaughlin 2004

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