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MEXICAN STANDOFF In the chaos of my formative years of adolescence I was taught that the gain of the material is the true goal Thus I’ve strived long and hard toward such end to aspire Toward pleasures of the peripheral at the price of my soul And though I’ve habitually craved the seemingly easy lot Of the wealthy capitalistic deceitful snake-oil charmer I’ve somehow been unable to match the merry heart Of the poor and itinerant Mexican dirt farmer
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