Annairoc Phipps

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Death

Death in the day,
What can I say.

My hands are clean,
I'll tell you all I've seen.

Cows sitting around,
not making a sound.

Out of fear
That they are here.

Ready to die? ?
NO, NO why!

I tell them to get back!
They stand in the shack.

Go away I say get back!
Leave them alone Jack.

As if he heard me he turned.
Would you rather they burned?

Death in the day
what can I say?

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