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Constant Sorrow
“Constant Sorrow”
It’s 5:07 I’m on the run! Cops gather in strength; this is no fun!
I sit back and watch, they’re climbing the wall.
If they trip or slip, they’ll have a great fall.
They ran me down, with that look in their eyes!
I’m huffing and puffing, there “I cry!”
They tackled me down, forced and restrained!
They’re screaming and shouting, “this is no game”!
The Judge didn’t see, my side at all.
I’m staring at bricks, 18 feet tall.
William J. Roney III
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