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Upon the clothes Upon the dead The Black I clean Revenge is sweet Revenge is mean Two bodies lay For the coming Of a day So far away And I stay Body defiled Dress and shift rent Blood spread Seed left To die in a street My daughter sweet And so justice dealt Sudden and felt Two more to die Before I permit Myself to cry And then to lie And die. |
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