The Swamp
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Sandra Feldman
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Golden Leaf
Swimming in the mud,
Feels bad,
Dirty,21st century clad,
A pool of idiots screaming,
Wolf!
But acting like swine,
And We?
Pickles in brine,
With no crunch left,
Cowards!
Drowning in vinegar and salt,
As insults fly,
As Dreams and Country die,
Need we ask, Why?
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