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Sanctuary Cities

To the tune of “California Dreaming

All the feds are gone
And the carpets are red.
“Y’all come and break our laws,”
They might well have said.
They’ll put out a warning
If ICE plans a raid.
Sanctuary cities
Are forging ahead.

All the feds are gone
And the carpets are red.
“Y’all come and break our laws,”
They might well have said.
They’ll put out a warning
If ICE plans a raid.
Sanctuary cities
Are forging ahead.

No sign of La Migra,
They’ve been all turned away.
Lots of vulnerable young females
Upon which studs can prey.
The town’s like San Francisco,
Or maybe LA.
Sanctuary cities,
With no piper to pay.

All the feds are gone
And the carpets are red.
Y’all come and break our laws,”
They might well have said.
Just wait for that warning
When they’re planning a raid.
Sanctuary dreaming.
It’s filled up my head.
Sanctuary dreaming.
It’s filled up my head.

David Martin

Read The Assassination of James Forrestal.

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