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WHEN I THINKWhen I think of this Young whipper-snapper Some big-wig From the "Good" Oregon (Or so the West side thinks) Making up a law that Took my identity away From me I want to just scream Think about what You are doing Before you come up With these laws That leave people Better off dead There are more ways Than one To execute someone In Oregon I thought the Death penalty was being held Back for awhile? Will I ever be the Busy Oregon Beaver I Once was... ...For the many clients of Umatilla County that Loved me as their nurse When I think of this lose/lose law I know I must let it go It just eats at my soul I know Because after decades of Giving great service I don't deserve this! 5/19/2014 0047 cj Vote for this poem
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