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By | 1 July 2006

Someone must have ignored the facts. And now they've frozen over,
we, of course, ice-skate. And after all the talk of flight,
       must make mention of the pigs.
No one minds the dead bodies in the street or the things happening all over them.
The fish on bicycles, well, they were expected, but blood-stained bullets
retracing flight paths? That was a sight for the eyes in the back of our heads.
When liquid paper fell from the sky, statutes flew and stuck to tree trunks.
Then, because they could, crowds caught the wind to desert prisons,
watched inmates click through turnstiles, uncertainly as life and tax cuts.

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