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London's Calling, Dear Child
Have you ever been carried away by a flock of hawks?
Have you ever made out with Judy, Sheena, or Ramona?
Are you lucky enough to be grabbed by the X?
Who knew absitinence could have such an edge?
Many say we're buried,
Covered with an impenetrable sheet of metal.
Yet we scream from the pet semetary.
We control the roots five out of four times.
There will come a day we rise-
Your skin will be no more.
Not even god can save the queen.
