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The Ostrich Syndrome

I simply refuse to see
The killing spree surrounding me
Plunged down when that hired gun
Clipped El Nacho on the run

Buzzards circling overhead
Scavengers for the dropping dead
Descending on this crying shame
Don't look at me, I'm not to blame.
Written by crowfly
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