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Updated: Nov 10, 2023

I seem to remember

That on the 5th of November

A man in a mask

Sprang an attack

On a totalitarian regime

You see

He had this whole scheme

To overthrow these pigs

And to free the people

So they could really live

And on every 5th of November

We remember

His face

And his words

As they still echo around the world

Being heard

Again and again

Every year

And every year

It still resonates with the fear

That lives inside the minds

Of all us still here

And some days I wish the story was true

About the man in the mask . . .

But alas,

It was just a movie

That I loved as a kid

And I know now

We could never pop that lid

And reveal what the pigs really did.

CH 11/6/23

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