Normal Night
A normal night that ended in fright
Bodies that danced and writhed
Turned into bodies that got shot and writhed
What a nasty turn of events
Now everyone laments
49 lives that were precious
are now breathless
when will this violence stop
we need to shout from the rooftops
Ban together
In any type of weather
Let the world know
Before the time of snow
It is summer
Let it be known that anyone who does this is a slummer
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