Wicked City Ills

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Oh Juvenal I feel your pain.

Thousand of years have passed but our cities remain the same.

How disgusting, and shameful can these people be?!

They hate your sister, my brother, you, and me

For not being capable of looking like the people on T.V.

Why can't they let us be?

Why can’t they see that its not the leaves but the roots that hold a tree?

They unload malicious attacks at anything for anything

Oh how i despise the way they sing

That destructive hymn.

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