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Rosie's Tattoo

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You were named for a flower
That some men stopped to smell
You were born under a star
That some men tried to quell
One day you were singing
In the Terezin town choir
The next day you were dragging stones
Behind the barbed wire

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Outside the skies were red
Inside the forecast was black
You went from potatoes on porcelain
To eating bread from a sack
You did nothing at all
To merit this inhuman hurt
Yet you still pulled their wagons
And you shoveled their dirt

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You taught me to sing "Peat Bog Soldiers"
You accompanied me on kazoo
You took me out swimming that night
That's when I saw your tattoo
You were one of the lucky
To get out of there alive
With that souvenir on your arm
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