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 Six O'Clock Blues

Fallen Angel,
Out to play,
You won't be going home today.
Death came to claim you
From out of the blue,
But rest in peace you made the news.
Over and over they stopped to tell,
How lightning struck,
And when you fell,
You were with your friends
who were hurt as well.
Fallen Angel,
They can't see,
The pain they cause extends to me.
I'll say a prayer when I learn your name,
and they'll all share in profits game.


( Dedicated to the insensitivity of the news community
when they repeat the story over and over to generate
profits. Today an 11 year old girl...who was struck by lightning..)


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